In a shared laundry room, I'm the person who wipes under the rubber lip of a front loading machine before using it. Mostly I catch coins and hair clips or the odd cigarette lighter or pellets of wet paper. Usually the grossest stuff is soap scum or hair. Today though? A rusted nail, two rocks, and a tooth. In a horror movie, that means something horrendous is under the floorboards and I have seven days to live.
A *human* tooth?
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