As they came out of the shadows, they looked like gorillas with dark red hair. I tried to get to my feet in a hurry, but fell once or twice. And as the red gorillas approached, they rose up. Not just inches, but feet. Dozens of feet, nearly hitting their heads on the ceiling. That was when I realized that their bottom half was like that of a centipede.
The gorillapede dove at me and I tried to dodge, but wound up on the ground. It circled around me. Its legs forming a perimeter around me. The gorillapede continued to spin around me and the legs got closer and tighter around me until it wrapped around me. I tried to struggle, but it just tightened its grip, squeezing away my breath. The creature turned its body to growl in my face.
One of the other gorillapedes moved toward the Sharkwoman. I tried to scream at it to stop, but I had no breath left. The gorillapede curled around the Sharkwoman cautiously, but when she remained unmoving the creature grabbed her. But they didn’t kill us there. Instead they carried us away, me, the Sharkwoman, and even the dead cabbage monster.
They carried us to their village where there were many more gorillapedes watching us being carried in. I was thrown into a cage, but the Sharkwoman was dropped onto the ground and the acid monster was carried away. What were they going to do to the acid monster and worse what were they going to do to us? I worried for the Sharkwoman, but I worried more for myself. I was trapped in this cage. I tried to shake the bars but the cage held.
Then I saw two Gorillapedes coming our way. I was scared of what they might do to us until I noticed the chains they were pulling. Then I noticed the monster behind them, the one they felt the need to chain, and I was scared of it. The creature was tall, perhaps seven feet tall, and surprisingly slim. It was covered in white fur and had enormous hands and feet. It had fangs and claws, but what scared me the most was the blackness that clung to it making it look like it was part specter. It made me feel like it was some kind of half-yeti, half-ghost abomination that was caught between this world and the next.
The gorillapedes led the ghostyeti to where the Sharkwoman lay unconscious on the ground. I yelled at them to stay away from her! I banged the bars of my cage and tugged at them to try to rip them out, but they wouldn’t budge and no one seemed to care. The yetispecter bent over her. It opened its mouth and ghostly substance began to rise from the Sharkwoman, as if it were eating her soul!
to be continued next week
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