I was in the kitchen, washing up.
Very domestic, I know.
I'd made quite a watery mess on the counter.
So I grabbed the cloth on the side, to clean up.
And as I did so A HUGE BLACK CICAK came FLYING out of it and onto the floor!!
[it was hiding there. yuks.]
Where it paused.
Frozen in time.
As did I.
Thinking, I just kinda touched another one… O.o
Then it came to life, scurried across the floor and under a box.
It's funny how I only managed to make the noise long after the cicak had left my hand-space.