Sammy found the body in the woods. We didn't believe him at first, but he led the way and showed it to us with a proud smirk.
Mushrooms were growing from its eyes and ears. Some fat and brown, others poisonous, red with white dots. We should've stayed clear.
But Daryl dared me to go up to it. I wasn't afraid. The body wouldn't do nothin'. But when he dared me to touch it, I refused.
Then he double dog dared me.
I made sure to touch him back the next day when the first 'shrooms sprouted from my fingertips.
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