By Stephan Imri-Knight
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Copyright 2013 Stephan Imri-Knight
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
panting, out of breath. The young girl scampers along, like a small
animal, reeking of fear. She turns her head frantically every second
to glance behind at the pursuer, she cannot see, but she can hear.
Thudding footsteps echo through the deserted streets, night time,
small suburb, dirty alleys. "Fee fie, foe..." bump! Her
body impacts against a black rocky wall. She looks at it startled,
braces herself against it and looks back towards the way she has
come. The wall is slimy, cold and oozing beneath her. She pulls her
hands away and steps from the wall. The thudding footsteps have
dulled to the point of silence. She peeks at the wall, a long winding
bony tentacle like shape pushes through, dripping black. The wall a
gelatinous substance, many more tentacles poke through. She backs up,
into another wall, one that was not there before. She is about to let
out a scream, mouth opened. A tentacle shoots out from the wall and
down her throat. All she manages is a choking gurgling sound. More
tentacles stab out at her and pierce her orifices and flesh. They
grope her for a moment, tearing the cloth away so that it falls to
the floor. Then retract, tearing her to pieces and swallowing them
into the two black gelatinous walls. There's a slurping sound as the
last of her is sucked inside.
Darkness, blue eyes blink, adjust to the dim black light. The bony tentacles have disappeared, her dismembered head tries to sigh in relief but the gelatinous substance that surrounds her fills her mouth, she swallows and it falls down her oesophagus and flows back into the wall. She wants to panic and scream, she does, she swallows more black goo as a consequence. She can feel it in her mouth and on her tongue which was covered in small cuts from the tentacle scraping against it. The sensation of the substance wasn't so bad though, it tingled and tickled in a most pleasurable way. She looked around but could only see more blackness. She giggled apprehensively. Goo pumping through down her throat and new goo replacing it. It seemed to pulsate and jiggle which only made her laughter worse.