Taehoon (Tyler) Oh

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An oily arm erupted from the bathtub, wrapping around Shelly’s neck. She choked out a startled wheeze as the thin cord tightened, cutting into her skin. The veiny appendage bulged as it sucked the spurting blood from Shelly’s throat, her face turning red, then blue, then purple.
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