It Was Indeed A Nightmare
Broad, ruddy strands sprouted around the sides of a concrete enclosure resembling a cistern or a rock bathtub. Within, the stringy mixing was slick and gleaming, with an odd rainbow glow running across it. Tony wanted to do everything he had to avoid being sick. It was repulsive. And he saw something protruding from the abomination. It was discovered to be a skull.
A Relief
The mechanic let out a breath. “Stupid raccoons,” he grumbled. Tony, on the other side, was finally able to relax. It was the foulest odor he’d ever seen, so at least he didn’t have to call the cops. So what was the role of the secret room? That was the first time he’d seen something like it.