One night last week, my husband and I were asleep when I was awakened by a weird noise. It sounded like someone picking at the back door, which was right outside of our bedroom door. After listening to the noise for a few minutes, I began to nudge my husband. I poked and prodded until I woke him up. Then I whispered, “Someone is breaking in.

Dave eased out of bed, grabbing his gun from underneath his pillow on the way and began to search in the darkness. When we reached the back door we heard nothing but, we still heard that weird noise coming from somewhere. So we got a flashlight and continued to search. Finally as we passed a wastebasket in the hall the noise seemed to be the loudest. I turned on the hall light and we looked in that wastebasket, Dave moved some stuff around and there we saw an enormous cockroach. The thing was at least six inches long and jet black.

Dave, a tobacco chewer had bitten off a plug during the search, spit a wad of goo on the roach. All of a sudden the thing began to grow and grow and grow, in a matter of seconds it was six feet tall and stepped out of the wastebasket on its hind legs.

My husband aimed his gun and shot the thing six times. The thing just looked at him and grinned( still growing). Dave broke to the bedroom closet and grabbed his shotgun, but before he could pull the trigger, the monstrosity whipped out with a cable like antenna and struck my husband down then it picked him up with clawish hands and flung him against the wall. I paralyzed in shock, finally let out a scream, it turned toward me and blasted me with a ball of some flaming liquid from its mouth. After searing me to a crisp the thing continued spitting balls of flame until our whole house was engulfed I felt consciousness slipping away.