...something. There was a shape that didn't belong hanging behind her. It was about a foot and a half long, tapered to a point, slick and shiny as it wiggled. Lian reached out a trembling hand and touched it.
Her hand rubbed the smooth wet surface. It felt like soft leather and... and she could feel herself touching it ...
I can FEEL IT!? she thought with a mixure of fear and panic.
Her mind recoiled against the sensation. Lian drew her hand back, clamping it over her mouth to stop herself from screaming. She was suddenly very aware she was in the middle of the road with a ...
Lian couldn't say it. The word was too hard to say, even to herself.