As she closed the door to the storage room, Cynthia started to feel like she was sinking in on herself. The door handle started to rush up at her as she became closer in height to its level. She tried to cling to anything she could to stop her fall, but for the second time this afternoon Cynthia fell backwards with a wet thud and splat.
As she lay on the ground Cynthia watched as her legs seemed to loose definition. They melded together into a formless blob, quite similar in color to the strange liquid she had been doused in. Yet more concerning was that the color slowly spread up her body. Her clothes melted into her, disappearing entirely. Her body seemed to become semi-transparent as it turned blue and melted like an ice cream on a summer day.
There was no time to try and figure out what to do. Within moments, Cynthia looked like a blue puddle spilled on the floor.