Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26921530-20151001221447

[This recently has been deleted from the wiki and I would enjoy your thoughts as well explainations. Much appreciated.]

 A large glob of ink stared me in the face. As my eyes were glued to the grotesque figure it began to morph into an eye. It started as a  gooey, black sphere until  the color shed off  transforming it into an eggshell color. Only a short amount of time passed as it developed an iris. The creature blinked at me, and its ‘head’ tilted sideways.



 “I know. Come, we can find out together.” It said.



 I breathed heavily looking at the broken tile. The monster's scent caused me to throw up a green sludge as I peered up,  it neared towards me. As if it was asking for a response. I recoiled myself and stayed silent.



 The former child emitted a bellow akin to a hundred hungry animals. The creature reached two arm-like ligaments towards me and attached itself to my body. Engulfing me.



 "Hehe. Why don't you wanna be with Lillian? You always said you loved Lilian."



 “But she’s gone…”



 Two Hours Earlier...



 I was riding in the car with my daughter. I was biting my lip and pumping the gas-pedal to get to the hospital. Her skin was filled with plague-like bumps, although she did not show any symptoms. No scratching, no coughing, not anything. Although, I was still worried.



<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> "Mommy... I don't like these bumpy thingys. They look weird!"

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> "Don’t fret. It's probably just a rash. You know mommy loves you,right?" I said, trying to reassure my rustled nerves.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Yeah, I know mommy loves me.” She said nonchalantly.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> I smiled at her and reached my hand in  front of her as she grabbed onto it tightly. After about 20 minutes we had arrived to the hospital and I carried Lillian in my arms and walked into the building. In our short ride through the elevator Lillian began mumbling phrases which I mistook for baby speech.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> When we were in the building the nurse immediately released her laptop causing it to break impact. She then snagged a tiny pager from her back pocket and notified the doctor. I clutched at my heart still holding Lillian while the nearby patients helped me to calm down.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Not too long after my break down the doctor motioned us to his office. In the hallway he was analyzing Lillian's bumps as he then noticed black and red ooze leaking from them. Next, the doctor rushed to a sink and rinsed his hands before responding to me,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Hmm, it appears that Lillian might have the bubonic plague.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Huh? You’re kidding me right? I thought that disease died out  in the old ages.”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Not necessarily Ms. Keen. There have been several cases in recent years. Although, that might not be the case. Lilly here just needs a few antibiotics. Mom, you not need to worry. With advanced medical science we have this covered.” He said then patting me on the back.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Oh- oh okay.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I will call an ambulance… And since there won’t be enough room, you mom will drive there.” He said placing his finger up in reassurance.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Okay.. It will be okay baby. It will be okay.” I said as she ignored me like an aloof kitten.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> A group of men in blue shirts busted through the door as they rolled in a stretch-bed and put Lillian on it. And then strapped her in. I commenced to tears as I strolled down the stairs. When I reached the ground level I pushed open the door and inhaled the smoky fumes of the city and preceded to get inside my car.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> I placed my face on the steering wheel as I ignited the vehicle. I then followed the ambulance as I breathed deeply to distract myself from the noise. Not to long after traffic seemed to become rampant and blocked my view from the ambulance. I settled into the car seat weeping and I decided to turn on some music. The song that played was called: Lily Pond which made even more tears cascade down my cheeks. In a flash, I turned it off and attempted to think positively.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “It’s all good Luce. You can’t keep worrying about her… I knew I’ve should of taken her sooner… I wonder what was going on anyway?” I said to myself.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> In an instant the traffic began to clear as a road sign signaled that I was only five miles from the hospital. I Froggered through the other lanes until I reached the exit and swerved into it.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> When I entered the hospital I was disregarded by a woman who looked as if she was the secretary.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Ma’am… I don’t believe you would like to be here.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Well, why shouldn’t I? My daughter is here!” I yelled.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Um, interesting question… Hmm how do I put this into words.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Please give me an answer!”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> She neared towards me and said, “Alright… Okay… ma’am none of doctors are ‘available’ right now.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Then what did they do to Lillian!”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “That is not a question to ask me… because… Uh, I don’t know.”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> I had enough of her gabble and scampered past the front desk scouring the halls for my daughter. As I traveled further down the hallways there were huge black splotches that overlaid the walls. The smell from these marks were pungent and reminded me of a gym locker room. As I reached patient doors I broke through one and it revealed a young woman whose head  and spine were detached from the rest of her body. Her blood looked as if it was splattered by a careless artist. I breathed faster and faster nibbling at my thumb.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> I sped out of the room and kept pushing open doors. Many of them filled with the supposedly eaten bodies of patients. I came across the final door on the hall and leaned in to hear munching sounds reminiscent of pebbles tapping against concrete.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Hello?”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Nobody answered. Eventually, the crunching had ceased and the door flung backwards revealing an icky blob, that smelt of swamps. The creature giggled, just like Lillian.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Lilly, what’s happening?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Mommy? You didn’t think I was Lilly did you? I know because I didn’t think you were mommy.”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “What the heck do you mean?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Mommy is a moron aren’t you, mommy? I hate to be trite, but bye-bye.”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> She said laughing again in a distorted voice.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> The creature then grew a bulging cherry colored eye and asked,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Where is Lillian? Do you know where she is? Because I do.”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> I hesitated for a moment. I stared the creature in the face before vomiting. I quickly recovered and said,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “You are not Lillian. Where is she?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “I know. Come, we can find out together.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> The grey blob then reached its tentacles towards me. It consumed my legs first. I tried escaping, but my body would not let me. It’s because I knew what the creature had done.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> "Hehe. Why don't you wanna be with Lillian? You always said you loved Lilian."

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “But she’s gone.” I said finally being consumed by the veracious goop.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> The End <ac_metadata title="Lillian (Revised. Unreviewed. Short)"> </ac_metadata>