Friday Night Drabble Party!
Yo! It’s Friday! Time for another bit ‘o the micro-fiction!
No big revelation this week. Last week’s announcement about being plagiarized is enough drama for the month, don’t you think?
So, this Friday, we’re getting right to the fiction.
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Now, on with the Drabble!
The sludge continued to get deeper and deeper. Haley screamed when it came up to her neck.
As with the last dozen times she’d screamed, there was no response.
The sludge continued to rise. Brown with a pinkish tint, the sludge was like nothing Haley had ever experienced. It wasn’t gelatinous; it wasn’t aqueous; it wasn’t coarse like quicksand.
The sludge was the sludge.
Then it crested her chin and reached her lips. She tried to keep it out, but there was no stopping the sludge. It entered her mouth, her nose, her eyes.
And Haley finally understood.
Disclaimer: I’ve been slimed.