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Rat, an actual rat in the house. I think I scared it off by screaming with fear and horror.
Fucking little bastard.
I'm pretty sure it ran out into the garden. Unclear. The moment was a sudden whirlwind of horror. But now I have to cover this entire flat in steel wool and then set fire to everything.
I've called the rat people. There'll be no fucking around here, you godawful cunt. They will bring the full range of human endeavour to your extermination.
Now all that's left is for me to sit here shivering with disgust until they arrive, jumping at any movement whatsoever.
