Tikal was roaming about her home, atop one of the floating islands, doing a round as she habitually did so, even though she hadn't found any intruders in some time now. Her skirt flapped about in the stiff, warm breeze as she headed around another large tree trunk, and walked calmly through a large area of ancient ruins. She let her mind wander as she moved. She wondered if she would be able to see her friends again. Knuckles kept promising that he would come to see her but he rarely did, and she missed having a good male to sate herself with. Lately she had been completely alone.
She was so engrossed in her day dream that she didn't notice when a blue tinted tendril left a nearby pool and began to wrap around her foot. She didn't notice in fact, until she had walked right by the pool and the tentacle became fully stretched. Eventually, her foot wouldn't move forward and she looked down to find it had been grapped.
"W.. what?" she cried out suddenly, but it was too late to react, more tentacles reached out and grabbed her hands, her whole body being yanked back towards the crystal water pool.
But it wasn't water at all. Once she hit the surface, she merely imprinted it instead of sinking. Was it some sort of slime creature? She immediately struggled, knowing that if she sank into it, she'd be finished, gasping as she reached for the side. But it was already far too late by now. more tentacles protruded, grabbing hold of her clothing as each was shredded and ripped from her form.
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