Head finally became alert again and swiftly jerked her hand out of the sobbing Lisa’s hands.
“Why,” Lisa whispered quietly as her hands fell.
“I-I’m sorry miss; I think you have the wrong person, I-I don’t know you.”
You took this as your signal to start walking and you slowly started walking around, you could feel the conflict raging in your partner. She wanted to stop, she wanted to regain her memories as much as you did; you almost felt Jealous that she was able to get recognized.
What’s happening to me?! You heard Lisa say.
Though head was curious and urged you to pivot back you were already working on it.
You heard the surprise in heads mind before you actually were able to pivot enough for you to see what was happening.
You saw Lisa grabbing at her hair as it began melting; she was panicking but something was muffling her cries.
Her hair dripped down her clothes in gooey blobs before falling down to the sidewalk with a wet thwap.
Head was looking around to see if anyone was around to witness what was happening.
She was able to confirm that no one else was in the area. And asked you to walk back to Lisa to figure out what was wrong.
As you were wondering what to do, you heard a loud wet thwap as something else fell off Lisa, you looked forward and saw Lisa looking at you with pleading eyes. The best way to describe her face right now was a runny Picasso painting, one of her eyes was stretching down her cheek as her nose was melting into her mouth.
It was both horrifying and fascinating at the same time.
In a last ditch effort she tried to take a step forward before falling forward into a puddle.
Slowly you walked closer to see what had happened.
There was a familiar goo on the ground, a mixture of blonde and tan with a few other shades mixed in. with clothes over-top it weighing it down and obscuring it.
“Is that latex?” Head asked.
“I think so.” You respond.
“Is it alive?” head asked
Before you could respond you saw it bounce forward before settling back into a rather large blob.
Again it tried crawling forward, before reacting like a rubber band and snapped back.
“Never mind, I think I have my answer. Lets check on her maybe she needs help.”
Hesitantly you walk forward; you pay attention to the actions of the slime before you, familiar with how this latex slime acted before when you were running to the cabin.
As you got close you could see the clothes trembling and shaking. Head asked to kneel down so she could get a better look at the clothes.
Again cautiously you knelt down ready to react at the slightest sign of danger.
Head grabbed onto the shaking shirt…