After Hearing the Snakes Talk, I Gave My Husband's Cursed Necklace to a PigChapter 1
My husband rescued two large snakes.
He couldn't get through to animal control right away, so he kept them in our basement.
After that, he grew colder toward me by the day. And there was always a strange smell clinging to him, something sickly sweet with a metallic edge.
I didn't think much of it at first. Not until I brought my daughter downstairs to help feed the snakes, and I heard the vivid red one speak in a woman's voice, low and seductive.
My man works overtime every single day, and this bitch gets to lounge around...
A child's voice piped up from the other snake: Mommy, when can you and Daddy finally be together for real? I'm so sick of this bitch feeding us!
The woman's voice dropped to a soothing murmur: Don't worry, baby. In a few more days, this bitch and her daughter's bodies will be ours...
...
The blood drained from my face. The plate of raw meat nearly slipped from my hands.
Inside the glass tank, the black-scaled snake stretched its neck toward me, its eyes flat and vicious. Goosebumps crawled up my arms.
Stupid woman can't even feed us properly. I want to bite through her throat.
The larger red-scaled snake coiled its tail around the smaller one: Easy, sweetheart. Once you've taken her daughter's body, you'll have all the time in the world for revenge.
The black snake lowered its head slowly. Its pupils narrowed to vertical slits.
Once I become her daughter and her daughter becomes me, I'll chop her up and make snake-meat soup out of her!
I stared at the black snake. Every hair on my body stood on end.
It seemed to sense me watching. Its head tilted up. Mommy, why does this bitch keep staring at me? Do you think she knows something?
The red snake flicked its forked tongue lazily. The Spiritual Master said she can't hear us...
A flicker of smugness crept into its cold, glassy eyes. After all, who could possibly imagine that the two of us, killed in that car accident, could be reborn inside a pair of snakes? And in just a few more days, we'll use these bitches' bodies to come back to life.
The black snake whipped its tail in excitement, its gaze locked on my daughter with a hunger that made my stomach turn. I can't wait to have everything that's hers...
Shock and terror tangled inside me. I squeezed my daughter's hand without thinking, so hard she yelped.
"Mommy, that hurts..."