A young girl peeks her head into a room, her white hair droops to the ground. She doesn’t look much older than ten. Her eyes, piercing into the room, and sees a little girl in tattered clothing with black and pink hair lying on the floor against the wall.
“Ew, it smells,” she says, plugging her nose with her two fingers.
As soon as she had entered, she left the way she came. She walks down the hall like a panther stalking its prey. Quietly and swiftly, she knocks on a wooden door not too far from the room she had just peeked into. She waits for a bit, tapping her foot on the ground. After tapping for a short amount of indefinite time, she crosses her arms and waits some more. More time passes and places her ear up to the door and hears movement. She can hear noise in the room, mostly consisting of noise shaking around. She backs up from the door and closes her eyes. A single sharp, clear white-like arm grows out of the left side of her back. She goes to knock again, but instead of using her hand, she slams at the door with her tentacle.
She waits a little longer, after her knock causes the room to go silent. A few moments later, noises and movement begin as footsteps walk towards the door. A young woman with black hair opens the door, her hair messy and all over the place. The woman’s face is all sweaty.
“There,” the little girl says, pointing to the room down the hall.
“Hmm…” the woman groans as she fumbles her way out the door.
The little girl follows, her long white arm dragging across the ground. As the woman approaches the room, she stops and turns around. The woman kneels down towards the white hair girls. She grabs the young girl’s arm and gently turns her around. Reaching her arm out, she rubs her hand on the girl’s shoulders. Slowly, the long arm on the ground crawls back up and buries itself back into the girl’s back, as she watches the entire time.
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After the woman lets go, the little girl looks back up at her and runs off down the halls. She watches as the little girl fades off down the hall. The woman gets up and walks into the room where the pink and black hair girl is.
Quietly, she picks up the girl and hops out the window. As she falls towards the ground, a black stinger grows out of her back and stabs itself into the ground. A second one grows out and slides it against the wall of the house, slowing down her descent to the ground. She hits the ground with a tap and starts walking. Her secondary arms rolled up into her back.
The woman sets her child next to a sliced in half barrel. She walks over to the lake nearby, walks straight into it in the frosty night. She shakes a little as she enters deeper and deeper into the water until she’s completely submerged. Moments later, two black stingers with pink orbs shoot out of the water and stab into the ground, shooting dirt and sand into the air.
She walks out with a stomach full of water. Her stomach extends out over three times her size, using her tentacles to support her weight as she stumbles to walk back over. The sound of water splashing around echoes in her stomach. One of her arms missteps and causes her to slip. Without a second to spare, a third arm shoots out and plants itself into the ground. She continues to walk over, leaving one arm in the ground at all times.
She arrives at the wooden tub and drops to her knees. Then, she moves her arms, so they make a Y shape around the tub. The arms lift her back up and she positions herself near the center of the tub and starts puking. Water fires from her mouth like a waterfall, not only filling up the tub, but also splashing water everywhere. A few fish jumped out here and there. The sound of water gushes out for a while as her stomach deflates. After all the water exits her stomach, she picks up her child, taking the clothes off and places her in the tub. The mother then collapses next to the tub and falls asleep.
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