It was a long day

It was a long day. He’d just gotten off work, it was a long drive, and the couch seemed inviting. Just a few more blocks to go. Another right turn, another left, and the comfort of the driveway beckoned. 

As he pulled in, a glorious sight, one he had been longing for. A package, tastefully partially hidden behind the porch fence, an awaited gift from the gods of Amazon. This perked him up a bit, and he slammed the car into park. A smile on his face, he jogged up the stairs and gra-

BITING GNAWING GNASHING BITE, the box had his arm. A momentary scream, before a long, muscled tongue wrapped around his head and face, cutting him silent. BITE CHEW, MEAT PULLED FROM BONE, CRACKING BITING BREAK. A horrific gnawing, a gnashing, a red stained porch. A long tongue, lapping up what remained, cleaning, careful, it must blend in. Moments, minutes, the tongue recoiled into the box, once again returning to a normal, rectangular brown shape, though slightly larger. 

The mimic, by KatieLynne