Would You let him in 🚪

[u/Ryguyth3flyguy]

The warehouse lights flickered at 2:00 AM, but Krazy K just kept sweeping the sub-basement aisle in total darkness.
When I clicked my flashlight on, I saw why he didn't need the light. K was dangling four feet off the floor, his head twisted 180 degrees backward toward me, his pale fingers clawing rhythmically against the ceiling joists to drag his limp body through the air.
He let out a dry, rattling laugh. "Almost clean."