Caught red-handed
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
chyoaguy
Jessica's eyes fluttered open. She'd finally settled down in this stinking, wretched tunnel and fallen asleep, only for the incessant scraping to wake her.
"Ugh... what the hell is making that sound?" She grumbled, pushing her hands off of the wrinkled jacket she'd lain down underneath her to keep her head off the slimy floor beneath her.
Lifting her head and looking around, Jessica's eyes- having long acclimatized to the pitch dark depths of the bloated housewife's bowels, picked up movement from behind her. Behind and above. Someone was on the giant mountain of shit that she and the other interns had worked on expanding throughout the day!
Fighting back her first instinct- to jump and call out at the person scraping against the mountain- Jessica let out a shuddering breath, watching silently as the figure continued its work.
They were trying to damage the mountain of crap, the only thing keeping the interns safe. There was no other goal they could've possibly had in mind.
'Crap, crap, crap... Why am I the only one awake right now?' Why did it have to be HER responsibility to notice this! And who the hell was even thinking of breaking down the shit mountain! If such a herculean task was even possible... Jessica nervously scanned the wrinkled ground around her. Rick and Will were snoring side by side. Irina was curled up on her own lab coat. That left...
"Allie! But... why would she do this?" She muttered to herself. It didn't make sense. If the 'dam' blew, all of them were going to die. Had Allie just had enough and decided to commit suicide by gas-blast?
If she was looking for a quick way out of this hell, the least she could've done was off herself in a manner that didn't take everyone with her.
Licking her lips nervously, Jessica thought over her options, limited as they were.
The logical thing to do was to wake at least one of the others, but she had no idea how much progress, if any, Allie had made. The traitor needed to be stopped immediately. She could always confront Allie herself, but... well, she wouldn't lie. She was a little intimidated by the idea. Confrontation hadn't ever been something she'd been good at dealing with.
Fumbling in her pockets, Jessica's hand closed on something cold and metallic.
Her father's cigarette lighter.
She'd 'borrowed' it from him in the hopes that he'd at least try a little harder to give up smoking.
She'd kept it in her pocket, too afraid to use it for even the faintest light up till now. But... if Allie was betraying them for her own gain, then... well, Jessica could use it as a threat. A big one. A nuclear option, really.
Because if Allie had dislodged any of the shit barricade at all, even the slightest bit of gas leaking through would lead directly back to something like two days worth of trapped gasses. There wasn't even that much pressurized gas in the hospital's oxygen tanks!
Jessica had no idea what a spark from her lighter would do to that pent up gas. For all she knew, it might end with the interns baking alive inside Madeline as the gas ignited...
Or, given the fact that Madeline had enough gas clogging her up to power an entire motor vehicle, it wasn't much of a stretch to assume that Madeline might straight-up explode if the gasses inside of her suddenly lit up like the sun.
Either way it wouldn't be her problem any more. And frankly... she wanted out as much as Allie did. She just didn't want to give that traitorous bitch the satisfaction of having used her fellow interns to get ahead.
"Ugh... what the hell is making that sound?" She grumbled, pushing her hands off of the wrinkled jacket she'd lain down underneath her to keep her head off the slimy floor beneath her.
Lifting her head and looking around, Jessica's eyes- having long acclimatized to the pitch dark depths of the bloated housewife's bowels, picked up movement from behind her. Behind and above. Someone was on the giant mountain of shit that she and the other interns had worked on expanding throughout the day!
Fighting back her first instinct- to jump and call out at the person scraping against the mountain- Jessica let out a shuddering breath, watching silently as the figure continued its work.
They were trying to damage the mountain of crap, the only thing keeping the interns safe. There was no other goal they could've possibly had in mind.
'Crap, crap, crap... Why am I the only one awake right now?' Why did it have to be HER responsibility to notice this! And who the hell was even thinking of breaking down the shit mountain! If such a herculean task was even possible... Jessica nervously scanned the wrinkled ground around her. Rick and Will were snoring side by side. Irina was curled up on her own lab coat. That left...
"Allie! But... why would she do this?" She muttered to herself. It didn't make sense. If the 'dam' blew, all of them were going to die. Had Allie just had enough and decided to commit suicide by gas-blast?
If she was looking for a quick way out of this hell, the least she could've done was off herself in a manner that didn't take everyone with her.
Licking her lips nervously, Jessica thought over her options, limited as they were.
The logical thing to do was to wake at least one of the others, but she had no idea how much progress, if any, Allie had made. The traitor needed to be stopped immediately. She could always confront Allie herself, but... well, she wouldn't lie. She was a little intimidated by the idea. Confrontation hadn't ever been something she'd been good at dealing with.
Fumbling in her pockets, Jessica's hand closed on something cold and metallic.
Her father's cigarette lighter.
She'd 'borrowed' it from him in the hopes that he'd at least try a little harder to give up smoking.
She'd kept it in her pocket, too afraid to use it for even the faintest light up till now. But... if Allie was betraying them for her own gain, then... well, Jessica could use it as a threat. A big one. A nuclear option, really.
Because if Allie had dislodged any of the shit barricade at all, even the slightest bit of gas leaking through would lead directly back to something like two days worth of trapped gasses. There wasn't even that much pressurized gas in the hospital's oxygen tanks!
Jessica had no idea what a spark from her lighter would do to that pent up gas. For all she knew, it might end with the interns baking alive inside Madeline as the gas ignited...
Or, given the fact that Madeline had enough gas clogging her up to power an entire motor vehicle, it wasn't much of a stretch to assume that Madeline might straight-up explode if the gasses inside of her suddenly lit up like the sun.
Either way it wouldn't be her problem any more. And frankly... she wanted out as much as Allie did. She just didn't want to give that traitorous bitch the satisfaction of having used her fellow interns to get ahead.
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