Choose the first pic not involving people, post the image to your blog and then describe it. Yes, it is very late and I cannot sleep. Might as well write!
Um. Yuk.
The dead man’s head protruded from its porcelain grave. It wasn’t immediately clear how it had come to be there, or even its gender for, in the weeks since death the tissues had liquefied and a thick film of gelatinous goo pervaded the entire structure; it looked like an alien egg sac threatening to hatch. It appeared momentarily possible that the owner of this severed head might simply have drowned in his own bowel movements, but the stench of fetid cabbages begat a far more sinister ending. The wall and bowl were graffitied with the spray of excrement; a once slushy concoction that had been sharted in fear all over the bathroom walls, and then left to drip down in quiet terror until it hardened like putrid clay.
I was never going to be able to sell this house.
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