I just went into my bedroom, all sleepy and comfortable and ready to crawl in and snuggle down to watch netflix.
Only to find a two-inch scorpion had beat me to it and was sprawled on my pillow as if he owned it. I panicked and flushed him down the toilet after a harrowing walk to the bathroom turning the pillow up and down as he ran all over it. I had no idea scorpions could move that fast. I now wish I had taken a picture of the beast but as I said, panic.
I'm afraid to go to bed. Where there is one, there must be more, right? What if it was a mommy scorpion?!!
Fucking hell.