Huge pudgy fingers closed around the car before Scott had a chance to do anything. Soft flesh molded around metal and pressed around the glass. He heard a giggle from above as the car was lifted skyward so fast that Scott's ears popped.
Beth held the "Toy Car" close to her face. It felt warm, there was a vibration that tickled her fingers, and there was a sound coming from it. There was also smoke coming out from the back. She sniffed it and frowned Eew, it smelled bad. She pressed the tip of her index finger over the place the smoke was coming out of. The noise and the vibration stopped. Did she turn it off? She tried to turn it on again but nothing happened. A bit of the back where she had pressed pushed in, but nothing else happened.
Scott swore silently as the engine cut out and the back bumper crumpled under the tip of the index finger. He wasn't sure he could start the car again. Not that it was a good idea at the moment anyway. The Fingers closed around the car again and the child was on the move again. through cracks between the massive digits he could see she was heading down a flight of stairs. The hand swung freely and it felt like he was on a fair ride. Good thing he had stayed buckled in.
Beth walked into the kitchen and saw her Mother. She could smell Pancakes cooking in the pan. Sitting down at the table she--
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