Thick, golden strands of slime oozed from the vent. A second later a large glob slid through, falling with a thick splat on the floor of the large concrete room. The splattered bits ran back towards the whole as it rose up as a single pillar, extending two pseudopods on either side before gaining detail, Doctor Raquel MacAllister taking on a more human form.
Approaching a massive steel tank, she read the label on the side.
"Chemical waste, highly toxic, do not come into contact with under any circumstances."
Raquel took a thick hose from its side.
"Perfect."
She opened her mouth and went to insert the end of the hose, only to find it too large for her. Rolling her eyes and gently chiding herself, her jaw lowered, and she slid it into place, holding it steady with one hand. With the other she flipped a few switches and pressed a red button labeled "EMERGENCY PURGE" and somewhere in front of her machinery loudly hummed to life.
The contents of the tank began pumping into her mouth....