The Rubber Duck Ritual

I always thought my roommate was a little strange, but I never imagined what I’d actually

find. Last week, I came home early from work and noticed his door was slightly

open. I peeked inside, and there he was… sitting cross-legged in the middle of

his room, surrounded by dozens of rubber ducks, all perfectly lined up on the floor.

I froze, thinking maybe he was just joking. But then he looked up at me,

completely serious, and said, ‘They told me to wait for the right moment.’ I had no

idea what he meant, and honestly, I still don’t. Since then, I’ve started locking

my door… and Googling rubber duck cults.