Jacqueline, having finally prised loose the stubborn grate, is looking to Becky for advice, but the exterminatrix is lost in thought, lamenting certain overlooked clauses in her contract. Those conditions, as they often do, have come home to roost and her ruminations temporarily distract her from the source of the wall sounds. To her credit, though, Becky is quick to return to the task at hand, staring into the red glowing eyes that lurk in the darkness of the vent.
I debated whether or not I should have just the little moths as the antagonist for this story, or if I should have a giant bug. Giant bug, in the end, was a no brainer: it's Becky's first full length story after all, and what would that be without a giant bug? I don't even want to know the answer to that question. One big hieroglyphics speaking bug coming right up!
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