The Ooze

By: Christian McNachtan

When a secret government agency loses an otherworldly specimen, three innocent bystanders are forced to deal with the consequences.

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When a secret government agency loses an otherworldly specimen, three innocent bystanders are forced to deal with the consequences.

“The cargo!” the thought flashed across his mind. Feelings of dread and guilt washed over him. “No, no, no, no,” he repeated as he rolled down the driver window and quickly lifted himself out of the overturned cabin. He raced to the trailer door, slipping the whole way. The outside of the truck had the appearance of a common tractor-trailer in order to throw off suspicion, but he was carrying a top-secret cargo. He said a quick prayer as he unlocked the door and swung it open. The inside contained tanks of glowing liquids, endless tubes, and monitors displaying information he couldn’t begin to guess at. At the very center of it all, however, was a large sphere shaped metallic tank, and it was leaking.

“Shit!” he whispered as he ran towards the sphere. He had no idea what he was looking for, but he searched anyway to see if he could find a way of stopping the leak. It was too dark to see clearly, he had to lean in close. He brought his face close enough to trace the leak to its source when he realized that the sphere wasn’t metal, but glass. The metallic coloring belonged to whatever the sphere held inside.

Suddenly, he felt something on his leg. He glanced down to see metallic liquid completely covering his boot and it was beginning to slide up his leg. He jerked backward, but the foot covered in the liquid was held as if encased in dried cement. He jerked harder. His free foot slipped from underneath him, and he landed hard on the wall of the overturned trailer. The foot in the liquid stayed firmly fixed, and the liquid continued to climb up his leg.

“What the fuck!” he yelled as he frantically tried to pull himself towards the trailer’s exit. Then he felt it. Everything that was touched by the liquid mass began to burn, but at the same time, it also felt as if it had drained the heat from him. He screamed as the Ooze continued crawling its way up past his waist, flooding into every orifice it came to. The burning, paralyzing feeling was overtaking him. He instinctively tried to push the Ooze away as it crept closer to his face. His hands sank into the mass, and became stuck, just as his foot was. He stretched his neck as much as he could and screamed in terror at the realization of what was about to happen. He choked as the liquid pushed its way down his throat. He closed his eyes tightly before the opaque substance forced its way into his nose and eyes. His last few moments of consciousness were the few seconds of deafening quiet after the liquid had entered his ears. Completely trapped, he laid there, unable to move, hear, see, or even breathe.

The Ooze slid towards the exit of the trailer leaving only a husk of its first victim. It was warmer now, better able to move. It felt awake again, but it was still starving. As the Ooze slowly lowered itself down to the snow-covered grass, it recoiled slightly. It was weary of the cold after having been trapped, but the cold of the snow was tolerable. Once fully lowered off the truck, the Ooze concentrated, trying to locate its next prey. After sensing something promising, it started into the woods.

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