Suddenly, the liquid was losing the form of your arm, becoming an unformed pseudo-solid that drips onto your leg.
Immediately you begin to panic, what at first seemed to be a classic radiation makes superhero origin dream rapidly became a nightmare. Horribly mutations like cancer, viruses. It hits you that this may have been some sort of bio-weapon the military made. Instantly liquefying it's victims to death.
As you think of the possibility of death, you notice that your entire arm into your shoulder was gone! You leap from your bed, seeing your gelatinous blue glowing body melt around you. You look to your door and see your horribly mutated body in the mirror of your door. In panic your rush to the door to somehow escape your room and find help.
You throw your body in the door, your legs not working, collapsing on themselves and your fingertip grazes the mirror.
Suddenly, your arm hardens, sending a ripple of density though your body, it returning to it's solid shape. You look down at yourself and see the silvery diffused reflection of your equally reflective face in your skin. Your entire body is smooth, metallic, and shiny. Looking from your new body and the mirror, you realize your new power.
Shapeshifting. This could be fun.
You close your eyes and concentrate on how you were before and feel your body softening to the blue gel then becoming soft and pliable like your normal skin. Opening your eyes you see your normal reflection in the mirror.
Suddenly, a brilliantly powerful light floods your room from your window and your hear the sounds of car doors being slammed.
A voice on a megaphone announces, "Attention, you have been exposed to a potentially dangerous chemical, you may be hurt, we are sending in a medic to help you."
Peering out the window you see four police cars, an unmarked black car and a black van with a large floodlight pointed near your window. A large perimeter and no ambulance. These guys know exactly what is going on.
Outside your room you hear your family causing commotion outside asking what's going on, beneath you you hear the front door being broken down.
You'll have to think fast.
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