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The next morning, after a fitful, restless sleep, Evan brought the pad of yellow lined paper and a marker to the breakfast table.

"Don't mention cat to me," Evan muttered. He shoved the bowl of cereal aside and pointed to the pad in his hand.

With a relieved sigh, he dropped over the side of the tub onto the cool basement floor.

Her lips were pursed tightly in concentration as she read what he had written. Then, as Evan stared eagerly up at her, her mouth spread into a wide smile. She tossed back her head and laughed.

The green substance rose up even higher, as if it were reaching up to him, reaching to drag him back down into it.

Pulling him. Pulling him down.

Evan gripped the side of the tub with both hands, held on to it tightly, and began to force himself up. Up, up from the clinging, pulling ooze. Up from the strange force that seemed to be drawing him back with renewed power.

He pulled his head up just as the green gunk began to cover his face.

"Don't let your cereal get soggy," Kathryn scolded, reaching to push the bowl back to him. "You get more of the vitamins that way. And it's good roughage."

"Don't let your cereal get soggy," Kathryn scolded, reaching to push the bowl back to him. "You get more of the vitamins that way. And it's good roughage."

Then he struggled to twist his body, to twist himself around in it. With great effort, panting loudly, hoarse cries escaping his open lips, he pulled himself up into a sitting position.

It was gripping his shoulders now, sliding around his neck, sucking him down, pulling him back into its sticky depths.

It's got me, he realized.

"Don't let your cereal get soggy," Kathryn scolded, reaching to push the bowl back to him. "You get more of the vitamins that way. And it's good roughage."

It's got me, he realized.

Evan gripped the side of the tub with both hands, held on to it tightly, and began to force himself up. Up, up from the clinging, pulling ooze. Up from the strange force that seemed to be drawing him back with renewed power.

He put down the marker and held the pad up close to her face.

It's got me, he realized.

He was stronger than it was. One more tug and he would be free.

The next morning, after a fitful, restless sleep, Evan brought the pad of yellow lined paper and a marker to the breakfast table.

"No" Evan screamed aloud as the green gunk bubbled up to his neck.

And lay there, pressed against the damp concrete, waiting to catch his breath.

Gripping the sides of the tub, he was moving upward, pulling himself, hoisting himself, straining with all of his strength.

He put down the marker and held the pad up close to her face.

The green substance rose up even higher, as if it were reaching up to him, reaching to drag him back down into it.

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