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a monster made of corpses
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Tom's body convulsed, groans coming from his mouth as the lights continued to flicker. Alina watched, horrified, and grabbed her brother's hand, the two of them backing as far as they could away from the corpse. And that was when his face began to morph, swelling up with black and purple and red, until, after a few seconds, it no longer even resembled the human Tom Holloway had once been. It was completely and utterly the Mind Flayer's creation now, the thing that had guzzled chemicals to create a reaction inside of the body. As Alina stared, nausea broiling up in her, she thought that she might've finally felt out what that reaction happened to be.
Tom's body continued convulsing, like he was having a seizure or something, and then something worse, more terrible than the trembling and the swelling happened. There was a squelching, and a reddish liquid began to ooze from his face like blood, except this was more of a jam in texture. It smelled like rotting corpses, blood, and raw sewage, and, even as whatever it was squelched out of him, Tom continued to choke and wheeze on the ground. Alina stepped back even more, staring at the strange creation with horror.
"What... what the hell is happening?" she asked.
"I-I don't know," Jonathan admitted, stepping forward so as to shield her body with his own. Considering the fact that Alina was the one with superpowers, she usually would've found this a little insulting, but right now she was secretly glad for the barrier. She didn't know what was happening, but her stomach was queasy and even more vomit was threatening to spew out of her, so she just peeked over Jonathan's shoulder, her whole body still in a tremendous amount of pain, and attempted to warm up her palms again, just in case.
The ooze was completely covering Tom's face and hands now, shielding them from view, great globs of it in red and black sliming its way out of his body. And then, with one final squelch, Tom Holloway melted into a puddle of the stuff, which percolated out of his hospital scrubs. It almost looked like he had deflated, but it sounded more like he was crumbling, all of his bones and blood and tissue and organs mushing together. Alina found herself shrieking at the sight of it, convinced it was going to seep its way over here, and Jonathan stepped back, his arms still out, protecting her from horrifying creation.
