After Hearing the Snakes Talk, I Gave My Husband's Cursed Necklace to a Pig

My husband rescued two large snakes.

He couldn't get through to animal control right away, so he kept them in our basement.

After that, he grew colder toward me by the day. And there was always a strange smell clinging to him, something sickly sweet with a metallic edge.

I didn't think much of it at first. Not until I brought my daughter downstairs to help feed the snakes, and I heard the vivid red one speak in a woman's voice, low and seductive.

My man works overtime every single day, and this bitch gets to lounge around...