By Jessica Vermin loved the mattress. The mattress was warm, dark, sticky, plenty of dripping things for food. But Vermin wanted more. Vermin had dreams. He felt more than saw the two swaying shadows fall across the landscape he wanted so desperately to conquer. Desperately, he broke out of the dark, he would have his…

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