Cassandra

The slime seemed to know that I was holding the flashlight. And with mere seconds its contorting began to inch towards me. The puddle rippling within the light as streams slithered away from the main puddle.

With a gasp one foot backed away behind the other. Shuffling to get away from the slime as I began to see it come near me.

Sarah could only stare in shock as the puddle approached me. She was stock still in the dark as my phone illuminated the puddle to be fully aware of how far away she still was away from the puddle.

Yet it was still only a few feet away as it ignored my screams to stay away.

With every inch danger approached me as the first drops of ink found my foot.