Lena turns the tables

Lina began to recover urged on by the will of the creatures, now inside her. Their whispers reverberated in her mind, they called to her flashing scattered thoughts. They wanted her to get up, to be strong, to reproduce, to spread. The thoughts felt so relaxing, she felt like letting go, letting them take care of everything, but she needed to get up before Alex came back for her. She was still tied to the sticky coffee table, and she had to escape before Alex returned to his experiment.

She looked down at the ragged duct tape in frustration, but this time the worms gave her an idea. She quickly bent her neck and began to bite at her shoulder. Both blood and slime flowed and within a few minutes she had severed her arm and was regrowing a new one. Lena stretched her new fingers as admired her new regenerative power, then she split the tape with ease.

After freeing herself, she grabbed the first heavy object she could find and hid beside the doorway. She tried to control her breathing as the excitement of **** coursed through her. The waiting seemed to go on forever, but when Alex walked in to check on her, she hit him as hard as she could.

He collapsed on the floor like a sack of bricks