Unspeakable horror

While cooking today, I dropped a chopstick, which rolled underneath the fridge. Very, very bad luck. I looked underneath the fridge to see if I could spot the chopstick, and was confronted with a truly frightening sight. Judging from the non-chopstick material that I found there, that fridge has been sitting in the same spot for approximately seven centuries, if not millennia. The dust etc. that was lurking in that space had the appearance of a dense web of complexly interconnected strands, similar to the sophisticated sort of neural network that might produce, say, intelligent thought.

When I pulled the chopstick out, I think I heard something moan.