Watching and Waiting
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 23
by
copier
· original author:
pats2015
Steve came to a stop off to the side doing his best to blend in with a few other parked cars. She was close by. He started hearing the screams that always proceeded the events about to unfold. When a few people appeared and tried to scale the back of the brick building it was already far too late. Steve settled in and pulled out a candy bar from the console.
"At least this time it would be quick" Steve said about to dig in to his treat before Erica did the same.
Since Steve had been tailing the pregnant giantess her tactics had changed over the short period of time. Originally she just grabbed random cars off the street before dislodging the drivers and eating them. She abandoned this and it wasn't hard to see why. Too much effort for minimal payoff. Now in the city Erica was having her run of the place. Anyone out in the open was fair game.
Erica's had been chasing this group for the last few minutes. A chase however implied these people had chance to escape. She was just herding this group to their doom. Occasionally she would pluck a person or two on the outside to keep the group from splintering. They were unknowingly running into her trap. Erica had funneled her food to a dead end road. Steve documented the new tactic accordingly.
Now with nowhere to go Erica moved in for the feast. All her attacks seemed to be primarily motivated by hunger. Though Steve had observed a few examples of people in the wrong place at the wrong time ending up crushed underneath a hand or foot. He wondered how long would she continue like this. Once she her appetite was satiated would she cease her violent behavior altogether or would she continue kill for the fun of it. Steve didn't know and he hoped her rampage wouldn't go on long enough for him to find out.
With her prey at her mercy, Erica abandoned the use of her hands. Instead her open mouth dove into the trapped pedestrians like she was in an eating contest. The sight was horrifying. The sounds were unholy. It was like a microphone had been placed in someone mouth.
Steve sat back in the driver's seat of his van and rubbed at his eyes deeply with the tips his thumb and forefinger. He took a deep sign then prepared to scribble some notes on the small pad laying on the passenger seat. He hated that he had to do this, but someone had to document this. He expected a lot of questions when this was over. People would want to know what had happened, every gruesome detail. He would take on that burden, but it was beginning to wear on him.
After recording the property damage, number of dead, her method, and other gory details Steve had finally had enough. He tossed the notepad on the floor in angry.
"Dammit. Beth should've been here by now." Steve said slamming his fist on the van's dashboard.
Steve worried internally. Had she gotten lost. Car trouble. Other trouble. Could he trust the fate of this city to a girl he didn't trust to take care of the lab's rats for a weekend? Steve was just frustrated and tired of having to witness all the death. Beth had proven herself to be an attentive assistant if not a little ditzy at times. Steve had no choice but to put his faith in her. But with each new attack he documented and with casualties mounting it was becoming harder for the emphatic scientist to just watch from the sidelines.
"At least this time it would be quick" Steve said about to dig in to his treat before Erica did the same.
Since Steve had been tailing the pregnant giantess her tactics had changed over the short period of time. Originally she just grabbed random cars off the street before dislodging the drivers and eating them. She abandoned this and it wasn't hard to see why. Too much effort for minimal payoff. Now in the city Erica was having her run of the place. Anyone out in the open was fair game.
Erica's had been chasing this group for the last few minutes. A chase however implied these people had chance to escape. She was just herding this group to their doom. Occasionally she would pluck a person or two on the outside to keep the group from splintering. They were unknowingly running into her trap. Erica had funneled her food to a dead end road. Steve documented the new tactic accordingly.
Now with nowhere to go Erica moved in for the feast. All her attacks seemed to be primarily motivated by hunger. Though Steve had observed a few examples of people in the wrong place at the wrong time ending up crushed underneath a hand or foot. He wondered how long would she continue like this. Once she her appetite was satiated would she cease her violent behavior altogether or would she continue kill for the fun of it. Steve didn't know and he hoped her rampage wouldn't go on long enough for him to find out.
With her prey at her mercy, Erica abandoned the use of her hands. Instead her open mouth dove into the trapped pedestrians like she was in an eating contest. The sight was horrifying. The sounds were unholy. It was like a microphone had been placed in someone mouth.
Steve sat back in the driver's seat of his van and rubbed at his eyes deeply with the tips his thumb and forefinger. He took a deep sign then prepared to scribble some notes on the small pad laying on the passenger seat. He hated that he had to do this, but someone had to document this. He expected a lot of questions when this was over. People would want to know what had happened, every gruesome detail. He would take on that burden, but it was beginning to wear on him.
After recording the property damage, number of dead, her method, and other gory details Steve had finally had enough. He tossed the notepad on the floor in angry.
"Dammit. Beth should've been here by now." Steve said slamming his fist on the van's dashboard.
Steve worried internally. Had she gotten lost. Car trouble. Other trouble. Could he trust the fate of this city to a girl he didn't trust to take care of the lab's rats for a weekend? Steve was just frustrated and tired of having to witness all the death. Beth had proven herself to be an attentive assistant if not a little ditzy at times. Steve had no choice but to put his faith in her. But with each new attack he documented and with casualties mounting it was becoming harder for the emphatic scientist to just watch from the sidelines.
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