Strange noises from the wall of our bedroom: my husband decided to tear down the wall – and discovered something horrifying
When the plaster finally gave way, the room seemed to breathe. The hole in the wall opened like a wound, and behind it writhed a living mass. Layer upon layer of paper-like honeycomb clung to the studs, pulsing with movement. Hundreds of wasps turned toward the light at once, their bodies vibrating, wings ready. In…