Soaking into her clothing at a rapid pace.

Mackenzie could hardly believe her eyes. At first it seemed as if the goo was dissolving before her eyes. It wasn't until she spotted the growing wet spot in her clothing that she realized it was soaking in and dispersing across her outfit.

"What in the hell?" Mackenzie asked nobody in particular. "This... I mean, I'm not melting or anything, so that's good. But... what is it doing?"

"Probably something to ask a scientist once we find one." Billy offered. "For now, I'd say you should be glad that it's doing this. Wouldn't want to give your report looking like the Jolly Green Giant blew a load on you."

"Okay, Billy, first of all: gross. Just... no. Second, I hate to say it, but you have a point." Mackenzie replied as she reached up to see if the goo was still on her head. Sure enough, just like with her clothing, the substance had dispersed throughout her hair and scalp.

With a silent prayer that there wasn't anything horribly dangerous about this goo, Mackenzie started walking, knowing Billy would follow. The lab had to have an entrance somewhere, and she was determined to find it.

What Mackenzie didn't know was that, much to Billy's shock, a hole had begun to form in the back of her skirt. It started off about the size of a nickel, but it wasn't long before it had grown to the size of a quarter. Her jacket seemed to be suffering from similar damage. Was this what the goo did? Mackenzie would probably want to know if her outfit was dissolving, right? On the other hand, that could just be damage from her fall and the goo could be doing something else to her.

Or it could be doing both, but what kind of horrible luck would Mackenzie have to have for that to be the case?