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fandomtownies2011-08-02 08:40 am
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The Preserve and Then Beyond Into Fandom, Tuesday Morning
The infection had had time to spread. The blasted heath had had time to... reproduce. The poor teal deer who first sipped from the water at the campsite had had no idea of what was about to happen - and neither had the alots that had ventured out near the rock.
In the days since the rock had insinuated itself in Fandom, its influence had grown. It had crept up through warm living cells and twisted them. Made them greyer, sharper, tougher.
It was the deer who felt it first. Their bodies twisted. Their legs changed, their faces warped. Their minds went dark, then mad with hunger. It was the hunger that drove them out of the woods in the morning, not walking, shambling or slinking, but stalking quietly onto Fandom's empty streets.
Only an hour or so later, the alots joined them. They looked nothing like they once had.
But they all had the same purpose in mind: feed.
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In the days since the rock had insinuated itself in Fandom, its influence had grown. It had crept up through warm living cells and twisted them. Made them greyer, sharper, tougher.
It was the deer who felt it first. Their bodies twisted. Their legs changed, their faces warped. Their minds went dark, then mad with hunger. It was the hunger that drove them out of the woods in the morning, not walking, shambling or slinking, but stalking quietly onto Fandom's empty streets.
Only an hour or so later, the alots joined them. They looked nothing like they once had.
But they all had the same purpose in mind: feed.
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Come here, little girl. It would like to get to know you better.
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But once Blossom started to part the brush, the hunger would not let it wait any longer. It lunged forward with an unholy shriek, looking to tear her face off or rip out her throat with its beak.
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Hopefully she could get it to calm down without hurting it?
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It danced backwards, flaring out its wings to their full span and screaming at her again before taking flight and heading back towards the blasted heath. It would find more prey, perhaps easier, back towards the cabins.
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The bleeding had her worried, though, and she decided to put off the campground investigation. Time to head back home and do some clean-up.