escape to the backyard
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 15
by
copier
· original author:
arca88
Derek looked around and saw two options: one was a mousetrap, and the other was the patio door, which was open just enough for them to escape without the cat following them.
"Okay, let's go... escape to the backyard," Derek said as he made his decision.
Without wasting a second, Derek led his family to the opening at the bottom of the patio door. The gap, barely a centimeter wide, was a dark, narrow tunnel for them. Debbie was the first to pass, slipping with difficulty through the crack, feeling the roughness of the wood against her bare skin. Lisa and Nicole quickly followed, pushing each other in their haste. Derek was last, turning his head to take one last look inside the house, where the cat was already moving with terrifying speed.
The backyard greeted them with a blast of fresh air and the overwhelming smell of earth and vegetation. However, what to normal-sized humans was a tidy garden, to them was an untamed jungle. The blades of grass rose like enormous trees, forming a dense green forest that stretched as far as the eye could see. The small rocks and clods of earth were sheer mountains they had to climb. Every step was a struggle, their bare feet sinking into the loose earth or tripping over invisible roots.
"This way, duck!" Derek shouted, his voice echoing barely above the buzzing of passing insects. He guided them through the grassy maze, trying to stay as hidden as possible. The sensation of the grass brushing against their naked bodies was strange and somewhat uncomfortable, but their fear of the cat compelled them to keep going.
A loud "MEOW!" echoed behind them, the sound vibrating the ground. The cat had squeezed through the gap in the gate and was now standing in the yard. Its towering figure loomed over the green horizon, its yellow eyes blazing with predatory intent.
"Run, run!" Debbie yelled, panic evident in her voice as she felt the tremendous weight of the cat's paw land nearby, causing the ground to shake. Nicole tripped on a twig and fell face first, whimpering. Lisa stopped to help her up, pulling at her arm.
"Come on, Nicole, get up!" Lisa urged, the fear in her voice almost as great as her younger sister's.
Derek turned and, seeing the scene, felt a knot in his stomach. He couldn't afford to delay. He darted back, picked Nicole up, and shoved her forward. "Move! We can't stop!"
The cat was approaching, its feline movements surprisingly swift despite its massive size. They could feel the heat of its breath and the vibrating of its whiskers. The family ran desperately, their small bodies fighting the unforgiving ground. The afternoon sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows that played with their minds, making every leaf or beetle seem like a threat.
Derek spotted a dark, narrow hole at the foot of a rose bush, a place where the roots twisted and created a small cave. "This way! Quickly!" he shouted, and darted toward the shelter. Debbie, Lisa, and Nicole followed, slipping through the thorns and dirt.
Once inside, they huddled together, panting, their hearts beating like hummingbirds. The air was damp and smelled of earth and roots. Outside, he could hear the cat scratching and sniffing at the entrance to the hole, its growls echoing in the small cavity.
"It's... it's out there," Nicole whispered, shivering from the cold and fear.
"I know," Derek said softly, looking at his sisters and mother. They were all filthy with dirt and grass, their naked bodies covered in small scrapes. The excitement the cat's lightning had sparked had mostly faded, replaced by the terror of its reality.
Debbie hugged the three of them, feeling the warmth of their bodies. "We're safe for now," she said, trying to sound more convincing than she felt. Her mind was racing. How long could they stay hidden? What would they eat? And the other dangers of the yard? Spiders, ants, the cold of the night... not to mention that the lightning's effect would become permanent in less than 24 hours. Freedom felt very different from what she had imagined.
The cat, frustrated, stopped scratching and gave a loud snort. They could feel the ground vibrate as it walked away, though they knew it hadn't gone far. It was probably just waiting, toying with its prey.
"Well, a minute of peace," Lisa said weakly, trying to smile, but her lips were trembling.
"Yeah, but what do we do now? We can't stay here forever," Nicole asked, her voice small and scared.
Derek looked at his family, his determination unwavering despite his fear. "I don't know yet. But we will find out. We will survive this. We chose freedom, and we will fight for it. We will not be your pets." Her voice, though barely a whisper, carried a weight and conviction that instilled a sliver of hope in the hearts of the others. Night was beginning to fall, and with it, endless new dangers, and the clock was ticking for their permanent transformation.
"Okay, let's go... escape to the backyard," Derek said as he made his decision.
Without wasting a second, Derek led his family to the opening at the bottom of the patio door. The gap, barely a centimeter wide, was a dark, narrow tunnel for them. Debbie was the first to pass, slipping with difficulty through the crack, feeling the roughness of the wood against her bare skin. Lisa and Nicole quickly followed, pushing each other in their haste. Derek was last, turning his head to take one last look inside the house, where the cat was already moving with terrifying speed.
The backyard greeted them with a blast of fresh air and the overwhelming smell of earth and vegetation. However, what to normal-sized humans was a tidy garden, to them was an untamed jungle. The blades of grass rose like enormous trees, forming a dense green forest that stretched as far as the eye could see. The small rocks and clods of earth were sheer mountains they had to climb. Every step was a struggle, their bare feet sinking into the loose earth or tripping over invisible roots.
"This way, duck!" Derek shouted, his voice echoing barely above the buzzing of passing insects. He guided them through the grassy maze, trying to stay as hidden as possible. The sensation of the grass brushing against their naked bodies was strange and somewhat uncomfortable, but their fear of the cat compelled them to keep going.
A loud "MEOW!" echoed behind them, the sound vibrating the ground. The cat had squeezed through the gap in the gate and was now standing in the yard. Its towering figure loomed over the green horizon, its yellow eyes blazing with predatory intent.
"Run, run!" Debbie yelled, panic evident in her voice as she felt the tremendous weight of the cat's paw land nearby, causing the ground to shake. Nicole tripped on a twig and fell face first, whimpering. Lisa stopped to help her up, pulling at her arm.
"Come on, Nicole, get up!" Lisa urged, the fear in her voice almost as great as her younger sister's.
Derek turned and, seeing the scene, felt a knot in his stomach. He couldn't afford to delay. He darted back, picked Nicole up, and shoved her forward. "Move! We can't stop!"
The cat was approaching, its feline movements surprisingly swift despite its massive size. They could feel the heat of its breath and the vibrating of its whiskers. The family ran desperately, their small bodies fighting the unforgiving ground. The afternoon sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows that played with their minds, making every leaf or beetle seem like a threat.
Derek spotted a dark, narrow hole at the foot of a rose bush, a place where the roots twisted and created a small cave. "This way! Quickly!" he shouted, and darted toward the shelter. Debbie, Lisa, and Nicole followed, slipping through the thorns and dirt.
Once inside, they huddled together, panting, their hearts beating like hummingbirds. The air was damp and smelled of earth and roots. Outside, he could hear the cat scratching and sniffing at the entrance to the hole, its growls echoing in the small cavity.
"It's... it's out there," Nicole whispered, shivering from the cold and fear.
"I know," Derek said softly, looking at his sisters and mother. They were all filthy with dirt and grass, their naked bodies covered in small scrapes. The excitement the cat's lightning had sparked had mostly faded, replaced by the terror of its reality.
Debbie hugged the three of them, feeling the warmth of their bodies. "We're safe for now," she said, trying to sound more convincing than she felt. Her mind was racing. How long could they stay hidden? What would they eat? And the other dangers of the yard? Spiders, ants, the cold of the night... not to mention that the lightning's effect would become permanent in less than 24 hours. Freedom felt very different from what she had imagined.
The cat, frustrated, stopped scratching and gave a loud snort. They could feel the ground vibrate as it walked away, though they knew it hadn't gone far. It was probably just waiting, toying with its prey.
"Well, a minute of peace," Lisa said weakly, trying to smile, but her lips were trembling.
"Yeah, but what do we do now? We can't stay here forever," Nicole asked, her voice small and scared.
Derek looked at his family, his determination unwavering despite his fear. "I don't know yet. But we will find out. We will survive this. We chose freedom, and we will fight for it. We will not be your pets." Her voice, though barely a whisper, carried a weight and conviction that instilled a sliver of hope in the hearts of the others. Night was beginning to fall, and with it, endless new dangers, and the clock was ticking for their permanent transformation.
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