What exactly was it?
I didn’t want to touch it.
I didn’t want to get any closer.
So I did what most people would probably do in that situation—I started searching for answers.
I took a closer look from a distance and compared what I was seeing with pictures online. I searched descriptions of dark, soft-bodied creatures that could appear in damp environments.
The more images I looked at, the more familiar the shape became.
And then I found it.
A leech.
My heart sank.
A leech.
A small, blood-feeding creature that I had always associated with ponds, streams, muddy water, and places far away from an ordinary bathroom.
Yet there it was.
On the floor.
Inside the room I had considered completely safe and familiar.
Suddenly, all of my earlier thoughts came rushing back.
