d starred at him with dull slimy white eyes. Jim tried to pull away but he couldn’t move. Thick goo covered all of his body except for his eyes and mouth. “Get away! Stay away from me!” The sound of Jim’s voice drove the creature to walk faster. Other humans looked on helplessly. “Leave him alone, don’t hurt him! He’s only a child!” they cried, but to no avail. It raised its arms onto the table and started to pull the goo straps away. Jim was frightened, and started to shiver. His arms convulsed wildly, his legs jerking to and fro. The creature was startled by his sudden movements and backed away. Now only Jim’s left hand was trapped and quickly he pulled the goo off and flung himself to the ground. His feet couldn’t hold him and he fell onto the slime covered floor with a deafening thud. His leg throbbed. The beast moved around the table slowly, always keeping Jim in his sight. More beasts came from out of the dark areas beyond Jim’s sight and slowly crept toward his position. People screamed as the creatures passed their sides. Other cried, and still others just sat there praying, waiting for death to come. Jim stood and leveled himself. He stepped back slowly, and blundered back into a middle-aged woman. “Safe me kiddo, come on. Just tear this stuff off of me, and we can get out of here together!” She was white and sickly, as if all of her blood had been drained except for her blood-shot eyes. Skin hung from her cheeks and eye sockets. She looked almost like a old shaven poodle. The sight of her scared Jim more than even the creatures had. He ran done isles of weeping people, carefully moving to keep away from the monsters. People called to him savagely. Some were speaking languages Jim had only heard on television. He ran past dozens of rows of people bellowing out to him, but he didn’t stop. Now almost twenty of the creatures followed him, and more ...
