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In a ghoulish sector of Toad's Hollow, a young man fondles the knee of Jessica Longblood, a girl he's had a crush on since junior high school. He is presently unaware of a certain mist about the air, a rancid stink of old jelly and mildew. He concentrates instead on moving his shaky fingers up Jessica's thigh.
The two have been flirting on and off for years, each subtly aware of the others interest. Finally, Jessica had to do the urging, insisting that the two set off on a midnight drive after a coincidental meeting at a local movie house. "Turn down that alley," she says, a gleam in her eye. "This one?" Jason asks, more than anxious. She's adored Jason Steiner for most of her adolescent life. Countless times she's imagined how his strong arms would feel around her naked shoulders. She'd envisioned him as masculine and firm, strong and coarse, yet gentle to the touch. Even though tonight she's the one doing most of the legwork, there is still a sense of magic in the air. A cold breeze moves low to the ground, wrapping itself loosely around the tires of Jason's beat up CR-X. Small clicking noises scurry against the side of the car, and go easily unnoticed. The two figures in the front seat are wrapped intensely together, mouthing each other with tongues and hands. Squirming all the while and moaning, trying to get comfortable without stopping the exchange of touch and feel. "Yes," Jessica moans. "More!" Outside, a figure emerges from the darkness. Damp trails of saliva seep from its tentacles while it slides closer to the car. It watches the figures inside, shaking and rubbing. The windows are foggy, camouflaging the creature's cold, wet breath against the window. "Fuh… Fuh-…" says Jessica, her eyes closed. "…yea." She reaches into Jason's lap and tugs hard at his bulge. "Don-stop." "Ah, God…" Jason screams. "Ah... God!" The thrill in his voice gives Jessica satisfaction. He's coming, and so is she. A grand exchange of fingers and hands are being pressed together. At that moment, there's nowhere else these two would rather be. The thing outside reacts to the screams. It moves quickly, penetrating the car window with its powerful reach. Jason's body is pulled outside in a seemingly impossible way. Jessica, too stunned to do anything, watches in horror as a creature resembling a giant octopus squeezes the life out of her newly found "fuck buddy." A wetness surges in her lower regions, not that of sex but of fear. A moment too late, she realizes the creature can smell it on her. Urine. If she had gotten out of the car sooner she might have made it across the street. If she hadn't pissed herself in fear, the creature might not have smelled her. And if only she hadn't suggested this alley to turn down, she might still be alive.
C. Jake Cordova
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