Another Perspective, Part 2

The slime emerged from within the garments of the duffel bag and found itself in a completely different place. It had fallen into a deep sleep after consuming its small meal. The smell of the garments had been strong, but there was paltry residue left on them. It wasn’t nearly enough, but the hunger-induced delirium had begun to subside temporarily. The slime wriggled with excitement after taking in the new environment. The scent was strong here; it was so potent it was almost overwhelming. If the slime had a mouth, it would have surely been salivating.

Reaching out with its senses, the small slime found what it was looking for. There across the small dwelling was the human male the slime had seen earlier. He appeared to be asleep, which presented the wriggling purple mass with the perfect opportunity. Unable to quell the rising desires within, reason escaped the viscous invader as it launched itself toward its prey. It was time to feast.