Photo Copyright – Madison Woods
“What is this stuff?” Mary asked.
Victor knelt before the multicolored goop flowing down the hillside. “It moves like lava.”
“That’s not lava.”
“It looks to be biological.” Victor examined a small sample on the end of a twig.
“It’s alive?” Sarah stepped backward.
“No, but I’d wager to guess that it’s from something that is.”
“The source would have to be massive.”
“Indeed.” Victor dropped the twig and backed away from the flowing puss. “Local lore tells of such a creature. I thought it was just a story, but if it’s true, we’ll never leave this place. Not alive.”
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This tale was written for Friday Fictioneers. I’m not sure if he’s serious or just playing a cruel joke on her. I’ll leave that up to you to decide.
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August 27th, 2014 at 8:44 AM
Not a good sign when you run into a stream of pus. Gross.
August 27th, 2014 at 9:33 AM
Adam, That sounds really, really bad.
I hope they can get away. Well written as usual. 🙂 —Susan
August 27th, 2014 at 9:37 AM
I shiver just by the though of those rivers of pus..
August 27th, 2014 at 11:55 AM
Adam- He is serious. They better get a move on. This image is adding no ends to the list of disgusting images I’ll never be able to escape. Well written though. Dana
August 27th, 2014 at 2:47 PM
Run!
August 27th, 2014 at 3:50 PM
And so ends the lives of Victor, Mary and Sarah. Unpleasantly.
August 27th, 2014 at 6:45 PM
I would not like to find something like that on my way!
August 27th, 2014 at 7:19 PM
Way to leave us hanging! Nicely written, as usual.
janet
August 27th, 2014 at 10:00 PM
nice, but didn’t quite expect the ending.
August 28th, 2014 at 2:14 AM
Reminds me of the ’50s movie…The Blob. Don’t remember the actors.
August 28th, 2014 at 3:16 AM
Things are looking a bit dodgy for the intrepid explorers. I can imagine them all looking up slowly to see… the creature (cut to commercials)!
August 28th, 2014 at 12:33 PM
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August 29th, 2014 at 1:48 AM
Dear Adam – YOU HAVE SCARED ME TO DEATH! Yuck, I can’t think of anything creepier than to know that there is a creature near that won’t let you live. CREEPY! Excellent horror story Adam – really it is! Nan 🙂
August 29th, 2014 at 3:22 PM
Rivers of puss? Well . . . yuck. Makes my spine grow cold. Well done.
August 29th, 2014 at 5:32 PM
We all thought of putrefaction when we saw that image. Well crafted story, Adam.
The only thing that gave me pause was “puss”. Nasty gooey stuff is PUS. Puss is a sweet furry feline house pet!
August 29th, 2014 at 8:17 PM
Ooh, they better get out of there. They don’t want to caught in the river of puss. Yuck! Love it.
August 31st, 2014 at 12:21 AM
I would say he’s playing a cruel joke, but it will turn out to be surprisingly and horrifically serious. And he will fit in a very small ashtray on the way home.
August 31st, 2014 at 3:58 AM
I haven’t participated in FF for soooo long! And dear God, that picture. What fresh hell is that? Fitting story!
September 1st, 2014 at 6:21 PM
Just the idea of what this may have come from give me the willies. I suspect he was serious, given your love of the macabre! Nice job, Adam.
September 2nd, 2014 at 6:59 PM
If he is not joking then there is a good chance of ending up with pus in boots.
September 3rd, 2014 at 12:08 AM
“That’s not lava.” Loved it 🙂
Wonderful story that’s wonderfully written – well done!