As the smoke cleared, they saw a pitch black writhing mass of tentacles with neon green ooze eminating from it. It didn't seem to have eyes of any sort, but to the teens it seemed to be almost in distress!
Melody creeped forwards, pulling Jack behind her as he squirmed. "Hey! Stop tugging me!" He cried out, immedietly becoming frozen in fear as he saw the mass try to move towards them. Melody shushed him and inched closer.
"It's hurt." She harshly whispered to Jack. "We can't just let this little fella die out here!"
"Yea but, what if it's evil? Like The Thing?" Jack whispered from behind her.
"Oh shut up, it's probably harmless, see." Just then, she reached out to touch the dark writhing mass on one of its smooth tentacles. As she made contact with it, the...