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They’re sound asleep.
That made me feel a little better.
I tucked myself into a tighter ball, and I tried to fall asleep too. If only
I could stop shivering.
I closed my eyes and silently repeated the word, “sleep, sleep, sleep” in my
mind.
It didn’t help.
And when I opened my eyes, I saw the egg creatures start to move.
I was wrong. They weren’t asleep.
They were wide awake. And they were all moving together. All moving at once.
Coming to get me.
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“Ohhh.” A low moan escaped from my throat.
I was already shaking all over from the cold. But now my entire body
shuddered from fear.
The egg creatures moved with surprising speed.
They were bunching together in the center of the room. Pressing into each
other, making wet smacking sounds.
I tried to climb to my feet. But my legs didn’t work.
My knees bent like rubber, and I landed back on the floor. I pressed back
into the corner—and watched them move.
They slapped up against each other. Loud, wet slaps.
And as they pushed together, they rolled forward. Rolled toward me.
“What are you doing?” I cried in a high, shrill voice. “What are you going to
do to me?”
They didn’t reply.
The wet smacks echoed through the room as the eggy creatures threw themselves
into each other.
“Leave me alone!” I shrieked. Once again I tried to stand. I made it to my
knees. But I was trembling too hard to balance on two feet.
“Leave me alone—please! I’ll help you guys escape too!” I promised.
“Really. I’ll help you escape—tomorrow. Just let me make it through the
night.”
They didn’t seem to understand.
They didn’t seem to hear me!
What are they doing? I asked myself, watching them creep forward. Why are
they doing this?
They had waited until I nearly fell asleep, I realized.
That means they wanted to catch me off guard. They wanted to sneak up on me.
Because they were about to do something I wasn’t going to like. Something I
wasn’t going to like at all.
I pressed my back against the wall.
The egg creatures moved quickly now, pale in the gray light.
Squinting hard at them, I realized to my horror that they had all stuck
themselves together.
They were no longer dozens of little egg creatures.
Now they had joined together to form one enormous egg creature!
I was staring at a big, quivering wall of egg! A wall so big it nearly
covered the floor of the room.
A wall that was rolling toward me. Rolling to get me.
“Whoa! Please—whoa!” I choked out.
I knew I should climb to my feet. I knew I should try to run.
But where could I run?
How could I escape from this huge, solid egg wall?
I couldn’t.
So I lay there and watched it come. Too frozen. Too frozen to move.
“Ohhhh.” I moaned as the front of the wall of eggs rose up over my shoes.
It was moving so fast now. Crawling somehow.
Crawling over me.
The egg wall swept over my shoes. Over the legs of my jeans. Over my waist.
I lay there helpless as it swept over me.
Too frozen. Too frozen.
Helpless, as it poured over me.
Trapping me beneath it.
Smothering me.
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I should have moved.
I should have fought it.
Too late. Too late now.
The sticky, warm egg creatures—all glued together—rolled over me like a
heavy carpet.
I pushed up both arms. I raised my knees. I tried to squirm away.
Too late.
I tried to roll out from underneath. But the heavy, living carpet had me
pinned on my back. Pinned to the floor.
It rolled over my waist. And then quickly, over my chest.
Was it going to sweep over my head? Was it going to smother me?
I punched at it with both fists.
But it was too late to push it away. Too late to do it any harm.
Too late to stop it as it crept closer to my neck. So warm and heavy.
I twisted my head from side to side. I tried to roll away.
But it was no use.
Too late. Too late to fight back.
And now I lay there, trapped. And felt it creep up to my chin.
Felt it throbbing. Pulsing.
Dozens of
That made me feel a little better.
I tucked myself into a tighter ball, and I tried to fall asleep too. If only
I could stop shivering.
I closed my eyes and silently repeated the word, “sleep, sleep, sleep” in my
mind.
It didn’t help.
And when I opened my eyes, I saw the egg creatures start to move.
I was wrong. They weren’t asleep.
They were wide awake. And they were all moving together. All moving at once.
Coming to get me.
27
“Ohhh.” A low moan escaped from my throat.
I was already shaking all over from the cold. But now my entire body
shuddered from fear.
The egg creatures moved with surprising speed.
They were bunching together in the center of the room. Pressing into each
other, making wet smacking sounds.
I tried to climb to my feet. But my legs didn’t work.
My knees bent like rubber, and I landed back on the floor. I pressed back
into the corner—and watched them move.
They slapped up against each other. Loud, wet slaps.
And as they pushed together, they rolled forward. Rolled toward me.
“What are you doing?” I cried in a high, shrill voice. “What are you going to
do to me?”
They didn’t reply.
The wet smacks echoed through the room as the eggy creatures threw themselves
into each other.
“Leave me alone!” I shrieked. Once again I tried to stand. I made it to my
knees. But I was trembling too hard to balance on two feet.
“Leave me alone—please! I’ll help you guys escape too!” I promised.
“Really. I’ll help you escape—tomorrow. Just let me make it through the
night.”
They didn’t seem to understand.
They didn’t seem to hear me!
What are they doing? I asked myself, watching them creep forward. Why are
they doing this?
They had waited until I nearly fell asleep, I realized.
That means they wanted to catch me off guard. They wanted to sneak up on me.
Because they were about to do something I wasn’t going to like. Something I
wasn’t going to like at all.
I pressed my back against the wall.
The egg creatures moved quickly now, pale in the gray light.
Squinting hard at them, I realized to my horror that they had all stuck
themselves together.
They were no longer dozens of little egg creatures.
Now they had joined together to form one enormous egg creature!
I was staring at a big, quivering wall of egg! A wall so big it nearly
covered the floor of the room.
A wall that was rolling toward me. Rolling to get me.
“Whoa! Please—whoa!” I choked out.
I knew I should climb to my feet. I knew I should try to run.
But where could I run?
How could I escape from this huge, solid egg wall?
I couldn’t.
So I lay there and watched it come. Too frozen. Too frozen to move.
“Ohhhh.” I moaned as the front of the wall of eggs rose up over my shoes.
It was moving so fast now. Crawling somehow.
Crawling over me.
The egg wall swept over my shoes. Over the legs of my jeans. Over my waist.
I lay there helpless as it swept over me.
Too frozen. Too frozen.
Helpless, as it poured over me.
Trapping me beneath it.
Smothering me.
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I should have moved.
I should have fought it.
Too late. Too late now.
The sticky, warm egg creatures—all glued together—rolled over me like a
heavy carpet.
I pushed up both arms. I raised my knees. I tried to squirm away.
Too late.
I tried to roll out from underneath. But the heavy, living carpet had me
pinned on my back. Pinned to the floor.
It rolled over my waist. And then quickly, over my chest.
Was it going to sweep over my head? Was it going to smother me?
I punched at it with both fists.
But it was too late to push it away. Too late to do it any harm.
Too late to stop it as it crept closer to my neck. So warm and heavy.
I twisted my head from side to side. I tried to roll away.
But it was no use.
Too late. Too late to fight back.
And now I lay there, trapped. And felt it creep up to my chin.
Felt it throbbing. Pulsing.
Dozens of
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