This choice: If he got rid of these cumbersome shoulders, he could fit through the hole • Go Back...Chapter #5If he got rid of these cumbersome shoulders, he... by: lord thanatos   Lucas was becoming increasingly afraid now. He was trapped deep down in the bowels of the old medical building, with at least one dead body. "Okay Lucas, calm down, you can make your way out of this. Just relax and think. There's gotta be a way out of this place right? Damn it, Marcus, where the hell are you? I could really use an assist right now!" he said to himself.
"Hmm, the doors sealed, but then, it's gotta be like, really old. I wonder, maybe it's rotten enough that...." he muttered, examining the portal in question once more, before violently slamming himself into it shoulder first, only to rebound, releasing a cry of pain and staggering back a few feet clutching at his injured shoulder.
"AAH! Damn that hurt! And on top of that, I think I buster my shoulder! It's too bad Their so wide, or I just might be able to slip through that hole there and.... Wait a minute, this thing is suppose to be able to reshape flesh right?" Lucas thought, glancing over to where he had dropped the brush earlier. "Maybe if I use it on myself, I can...."
Now armed with a plan, albeit a desperate and crazy one, Lucas springs into action, grabbing the magic brush, and began to paint, starting with his left hand, and working his way up towards the shoulder, and over the shoulder blade, covering the entire limb in the same mysterious black rubber everything else in the room was covered in, before switching hands and doing the same to the other arm, hoping that the rubber would work the way he wanted it to. At first, nothing seemed to happen.
"Hmm, maybe the magic needs time to warm up?" Lucas thought to himself, before a weird pulling sucking, melting sensation from his arms caught his attention, causing him to glance down at his hands, watching in fascination, and more than a little bit of fear as his fingers were quickly absorbed into his palms, momentarily leaving his hands with a strange, mitten like appearance, before his hands were absorbed as well, followed by his wrists, lower arms, upper arms, and shoulders complete with shoulder blades, leaving Lucas upper body in a shape resembling nothing so much as a coke bottle.
"Alright, it worked! Time to get out of here! I sure hope this is reversible though." Lucas said, bending down to pickup his flash light, only to realize that, in his current armless condition, the only way he could pick up anything was... "I guess I'll have to use my mouth. But wait a minute, If I take the torch, how am I suppose to carry the brush? I don't want to be stuck like this!"
Forced to choose between the torch and the brush, and unable to come up with a better idea, Lucas reluctantly concluded that he'd be forced to leave the light behind and make his way back to the surface in the dark. "Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! I hate the dark! There could be spiders in there! Or snakes! Or... or I don't know what, but whatever it is, I bet it's something bad!" Lucas complained, bending down and grasping the brush between his teeth, grimacing at the taste of the rubber coating the brushes surface, and slithered his way into the crack, not exactly an easy task even with his much narrower upper body, and he managed to get stuck twice before eventually managing to work his way through, coming out into a dark, narrow, brick lined passage running as far as he could see in either direction, although that was, admittedly, not very far, seeing as the only light available was coming in through the crack in the wall where Lucas had first discovered the brush.
After staggering to his feet, a task made more difficult than usual by his lack of arms, Lucas glanced up and down the passage, wondering which way to go. "Hmm, left, or right? How am I suppose to decide? It's not like I know my way around down here." Lucas though, when suddenly, the decision was made for him, as he felt what seemed to be eight tiny legs brush the back of his neck, causing him to scream like a little girl, and take off running down the_______________ side hallway.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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