Day CCXXVI

Bitch mooove!

     When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Morgana was ahead, and as her bladder was about to burst, she ran for the Laboratory’s door, the only door on the left of the stairs. The bright overhead lights were on, and as she opened the door, Iggy was moving across a body on his table, and blood was dripping from the shiny scalpel in his hand. In her acid laced mind, what she saw was a contorted, little man, floating across a body, with a bloody knife in his hand. Then suddenly, the body sat straight up, its head turned, stared at her, and belched loudly…

 

    “Brauuuuuuuut!”

    “Aiiieeeeeeee…Santa Barbara a jooo da may!” She screamed.

     Frozen at the door, fear relaxed her bowel, and let loose at the same time her bladder burst. Feces ran down into her pantyhose, as her urine streamed down her legs, and into a puddle on the floor.

     “What da faaack!”

     Surprised, Iggy screamed throwing his arms up in the air, the scalpel shinning in the super bright overhead lights, and dripping bright red blood unto the table.

 

     “Ahhhhh sheeeeeeet!”

     Sonia howled at the sight of the weird little man with the body, and a bloody knife. She turned around, kicked her pumps off, and ran up the stairs, peeing on herself, as she ran, with a stream of urine flowing down the steps behind her.

     “Bitch wake up!” she screamed back at Morgana as she ran.

     Iggy stepped off his stand, the top of his bald head shinning in the light, was all the girls could see, moving around behind the table, and obviously coming to get them. Sonia ran back, and slapped Morgana,

     “Bitch mooove!”

     The sharp sting on her face shocked her consciousness back to reality, and she realized it wasn’t a dream.