Mushrooms

When I left for Vietnam, our house had a leakage problem. The roof was amiss and there was water pouring down the corridor and into my room everytime it rained.

A few days after I arrived, I chanced to glance upon the cabinet at the corner of my room near the door.

A corner of my room ©Dian
A closer look revealed something alarmingly out of the ordinary. A slow chill crawled up my spine at the horror of the reality which took root (literally)before me. I grimaced.. "Eew."


What the heck is that?? ©Dian
"Gigantic fungus in my room!!!"
I went slightly berserk and called my mother into the room.
She gasped. Then said, "What are you going to do? Are you going to throw away the cabinet... or take a picture of it first?"

Naturally, I reached for the camera.


A closer look reveals... ©Dian
The following morning I proceeded to drag out the cabinet but noticed that the mushrooms had not taken root for nothing. Oh no... would that they have stood before me trembling in fear? Never!! They shall not be so easily vanquished!! They have come to spread domination of their species in my room!!!

I stared down at the black mass of spores the mushrooms have barfed up overnight. Needless to say, I dragged the cabinet out of my room, but not without discovering some more mushrooms which have spent their lives at the BACK of the cabinet. Allah have Mercy...

My brother theorizes that the spores have been the cause of my violent coughing. "It can even cause death.." he said ominously. The next day, moved by his own deep concern for my health, he came to my room and cleaned out my air conditioner for me as he foresaw great tragic outcomes should the spores take root inside the air conditioner and spread its spores airborne.. I shudder at the thought.

I should say I wiped the awful black sporey mess on the floor. But my Mummy did it for me, because I was too grossed out. I'm a brat, so sue me.