Resonance shook my fragile organs as Mee produced a horrendous caterwaul, and she started to float towards the horrified prisoners in their cells. The assortment of guards that were distributed throughout the jail were now dismembered across the floor. Mee had burst into the prison, quaking with fury, and she barreled down the hallways, ripping apart anyone who had come in range.

She had come to hunt.

. . .

Before the prison break, Mee and I were still venturing down the lengthy, abandoned road, talking together. I found out the pordaga are almost godlike beings that specialize in species experimentation. They enjoy manipulating food chains and introducing unusual beasts into other dimensions, seeing what would happen. Ours was one of those few dimensions.

Mee's species wasn't made to be dropped into other worlds, though. Her kind was made to persecute those who are infected with a "venomous soul", as she put it. She sensed the traffickers that had abducted me, and she had flipped the car before slaughtering them all. There are only about a hundred pordaga, and they are all close knit. Two of them are in the midst of a conflict, and one has an evil heart. Mee was made to help hunt down the toxic pordaga, but since she was crafted to hunt all those who are set out to harm, she couldn't pinpoint the target. She was rendered pointless for her original quest, so she was just sent out as another experiment.

"Does it bother you?" I halted walking as I spotted a luscious blackberry bush rooted on the side of the road, and I approached the thorny plant.

"What, what bothers me?" Mee twirled above me like a thunderhead preparing to dispense a tornado.

"That they said you were useless."

"Not really. I am very useful for this experiment."

"It just seems like they threw you out. Kinda like 'Oh, she can't do this, so let's just send her somewhere and forget about her'."

"Oh, oh, they didn't forget about me."

Mee turned about to reveal a small device embedded in the "rear" of her form, and I leaned forward to investigate what she was presenting to me. It was like a thimble, and small fiber optics spread out from the apparatus. It was at this moment I began to realize that Mee wasn't simply a jumble of glass or whatever strange material she was constructed of. She was a massive, gelatinous blob encased in two layers of the clear shard armor, allowing her to reconstruct herself at will.

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She was soft inside, just like me.

"Is it a tracking device?" I said.

"Yes, yes, but they can also see out of it. They are probably looking at you right now."

I pulled back, startled by the prospect of some strange being from a distant land observing me with intelligent eyes. Their science made them dangerous. I didn't respond to Mee, and I instead turned my attention back to the violet berries swaddled among the ridged leaves of the bush. My stomach squelched and garbled, desperate for fuel.

A massive williwaw struck against me as Mee suddenly rioted down the road, her skin flashing and sparkling in the blue moonlight.

"Mee! Where are you going?" I cried as I darted after her.

She was speedy like a kite twirling through a storm, and Mee's movement sent up blasts of fallen leaves over the sides of the road. She performed a sudden turn and rocketed back to me before she contorted her body to become thin like a serpent. She glided between my trembling legs before surging up underneath me. I yelped with stupefaction, and Mee returned to her usual thickness.

The wind roared as I rode upon her squishy back, and some of the glass petals lightly pierced my rump. My fists wrapped around the flesh in front of me, and to aid in supporting my safety, Mee absorbed my feet into her sides, holding me steady. The woodlands became an abnormal smudge of green and black as Mee flew along, obviously desperate for something.

Insight hit me, and I realized this must be the gulosity for the hunt.

My face slammed into wet clay as Mee dropped me from her back, and she continued following the road leading down to a boxy prison. Watchtowers cast out grand beams of cold yellow light, searching for escaped prisoners and unexpecting to the hell about to burst through the doors.

I shrieked Mee's name as I pursued after her, and she was no shrinking violet when it came to break ins. She furiously uprooted the main gates, and spirals of barbed wire bounced through the air. Her force caused a wild wave to shudder down the chain linked fence, and shouting started up. A guard's flashlight flickered on, and he released a shriek of confusion as Mee's form came into sight. I was close enough now to see the bloodbath commencing.

Pieces of Mee's glass spun out of her skin, piercing the necks of any guards that attempted to halt her, before reconnecting with her armor. I finally reached the dismantled gates as she finished off the final innocent man, and I felt a small mouthful of vomit crawl up my throat. I swallowed the acidic substance, trying to remain calm as I looked upon the pale, distraught face of a corpse.

"Mee! Mee, stop!"

A large spear of glass darted towards me, and the tip tapped my throat. Mee faced me.

"Evil! Evil!" she cried. "Evil is here! Kill it, kill it!"

"Those are guards, Mee! They are here to keep the bad people in."

"Guards try to stop me! Guards protect the evil man!" Mee blasted through the sandy courtyard, pulling up scuffed basketball hoops and launching them through the black windows of the jailhouse.

Sirens suddenly started to blare in response to the shattered glass, and the sound of "arooga, arooga!" thundered from the watchtowers's speakers. Red lights illuminated within the building's long hallways, and Mee ripped the front doors off their hinges before slithering inside, searching for the terrifying owner of the soul she sensed.

I could have left and said goodbye to Mee. I could have returned home. This adventure was becoming dark.

But it was the adventure of a lifetime.