A bluish hue tints the background. Shimmering in the light, the bed sheets glow.
Rough marks and prints dabbed in invisible ink, smearing all over. An artwork of fluorescence.
Strewn across the carpeted ground are shredded notes of all colours and nationalities. Blue, green, red, orange and black.
A sparkling glass of quinine tainted liquid sits on the bed stand, along with an assortment of bright yellow pills and tablets that seemed to glow.
An eerily whitish blue mortar lay on its side, cracked down one side, with its pestle flung to the far sides of the room. Its contents glowing an evil red, maliciously taunting.
Scuttling in a glass tank to the left, a majestic emperor scorpion clicks its claws and waves its tail menacingly at the intruders. Its neon body mesmerizing and inviting. Tempting fools to approach it, waiting for the moment to strike.
To strike to kill.
Erratic Behaviour
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