A Trip Down Memory Lane
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 72
by
copier
· original author:
penslayer5
"This might just be the longest day of my life." Debbie commented as she walked through the city streets. She could see her house not too far away from her current position as well as her current travel companions.
It was admittedly strange to traverse her hometown at such a grand scale, especially since everything looked more akin to a model city than an actual one. That and she had to be mindful of where she placed her feet, so she didn't accidentally kill anyone needlessly.
Erica one the other hand didn't mind where she stepped and anyone or anything unfortunate enough to be under her foot was little more than a bug to be crushed or a toy to be kicked aside. It was honestly unnerving and fascinating all at the same time. To everyone else their arrival was an event and to them they were just walking.
"We're here." Erica finally commented.
Their street looked so small. The houses were like that of a dollhouse. No doubt Debbie could rip one out of the ground and carry it around. Anyone inside would be like a Barbie doll themselves.
The older woman stopped in front of her house and knelt down. The lights were out but that could just be Steve and the kids trying to make it look like no one was home.
She tried to gently tap on the door with her finger, but she didn't know her own strength and broke the door inward into the house.
"Opps." She whispered. "Steve... kids? Are you in here? Sorry about the door."
While Debbie searched in vain for her missing family, Erica walked just a little further down the block and paused when she found an all too familiar house staring back at her. It was supposed to be her dream house, where she and Cody would raise their child and build their lives together.
"But that dream's set sail." She whispered sadly.
For the first time in a long time the mask of a heartless killer slipped, and the broken woman underneath revealed herself. She knelt down in front of the empty building and peered into the window to find nothing but empty space. Whatever furniture she and her husband purchased was long gone and all that remained were broken dreams and bad memories.
She then turned her head to the side to see a large foreclosure sign that must've fallen over at some point.
The giantess stood from her position and took a few steps back until her eyes landed on an all too familiar tree. For a brief moment a flash of bones and stomach acid filled her mind. Her beloved husband dead, eaten and digested because of her and a madwoman's joke gone too far.
She could feel hot tears stinging the corner of her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She didn't have the right to cry. She was a monster, wasn't she? The Boogeyman? The innocent girl she was, she could never be again. She wouldn't allow herself to cry.
Debbie meanwhile was starting to grow worried when it became apparent that her family wasn't home. She even peered into the garage only to find Steve's car missing.
"Where are you?" She asked to no one in particular.
"D-Debbie?! Is that you?" A voice called out.
The older woman turned around to find her neighbor Rupert. He was an older English gentleman who moved in about five years ago and she'd never quite got on well with him. He liked peace and quiet, and her family was big and loud. That and he was a bit of a stick in the mud who wasn't afraid to voice any complaints he had.
"Bloody hell! What are you doing back here?" He dared to ask.
"Looking for my family." She replied. "Have you seen them by any chance?"
The older man adjusted his glasses. "No, I haven't but if they're smart, they'll have already cut and run after seeing what you did on the television."
Debbie's face grew red from both shame and annoyance. "I was just doing what I had to."
Rupert simply rolled his eyes. "Balderdash! You killed innocent people and aided a well-known cannibalistic serial killer! Do you have any idea how badly this reflects on you and your family? Do you have even the faintest idea?"
The giantess fought hard not to wince. She felt like a child being scolded. "I know I messed up but I was but in a really bad spot. Besides I don't have to justify myself to you, Rupert. You're not my father."
Now Rupert looked red-faced. "You're very well lucky I'm not because if I were I'd take you over my knee and knock some sense into you. I hope for your family's sake they did get out of dodge before you came stomping around."
"Watch it, Rupert. I'm having a very bad day." Debbie growled.
"So hard the families of the people you killed!" He clapped back.
The older woman felt as if she'd just been slapped. She couldn't deny his words and that's probably what burned her up the most.
"Rupert..."
It was admittedly strange to traverse her hometown at such a grand scale, especially since everything looked more akin to a model city than an actual one. That and she had to be mindful of where she placed her feet, so she didn't accidentally kill anyone needlessly.
Erica one the other hand didn't mind where she stepped and anyone or anything unfortunate enough to be under her foot was little more than a bug to be crushed or a toy to be kicked aside. It was honestly unnerving and fascinating all at the same time. To everyone else their arrival was an event and to them they were just walking.
"We're here." Erica finally commented.
Their street looked so small. The houses were like that of a dollhouse. No doubt Debbie could rip one out of the ground and carry it around. Anyone inside would be like a Barbie doll themselves.
The older woman stopped in front of her house and knelt down. The lights were out but that could just be Steve and the kids trying to make it look like no one was home.
She tried to gently tap on the door with her finger, but she didn't know her own strength and broke the door inward into the house.
"Opps." She whispered. "Steve... kids? Are you in here? Sorry about the door."
While Debbie searched in vain for her missing family, Erica walked just a little further down the block and paused when she found an all too familiar house staring back at her. It was supposed to be her dream house, where she and Cody would raise their child and build their lives together.
"But that dream's set sail." She whispered sadly.
For the first time in a long time the mask of a heartless killer slipped, and the broken woman underneath revealed herself. She knelt down in front of the empty building and peered into the window to find nothing but empty space. Whatever furniture she and her husband purchased was long gone and all that remained were broken dreams and bad memories.
She then turned her head to the side to see a large foreclosure sign that must've fallen over at some point.
The giantess stood from her position and took a few steps back until her eyes landed on an all too familiar tree. For a brief moment a flash of bones and stomach acid filled her mind. Her beloved husband dead, eaten and digested because of her and a madwoman's joke gone too far.
She could feel hot tears stinging the corner of her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She didn't have the right to cry. She was a monster, wasn't she? The Boogeyman? The innocent girl she was, she could never be again. She wouldn't allow herself to cry.
Debbie meanwhile was starting to grow worried when it became apparent that her family wasn't home. She even peered into the garage only to find Steve's car missing.
"Where are you?" She asked to no one in particular.
"D-Debbie?! Is that you?" A voice called out.
The older woman turned around to find her neighbor Rupert. He was an older English gentleman who moved in about five years ago and she'd never quite got on well with him. He liked peace and quiet, and her family was big and loud. That and he was a bit of a stick in the mud who wasn't afraid to voice any complaints he had.
"Bloody hell! What are you doing back here?" He dared to ask.
"Looking for my family." She replied. "Have you seen them by any chance?"
The older man adjusted his glasses. "No, I haven't but if they're smart, they'll have already cut and run after seeing what you did on the television."
Debbie's face grew red from both shame and annoyance. "I was just doing what I had to."
Rupert simply rolled his eyes. "Balderdash! You killed innocent people and aided a well-known cannibalistic serial killer! Do you have any idea how badly this reflects on you and your family? Do you have even the faintest idea?"
The giantess fought hard not to wince. She felt like a child being scolded. "I know I messed up but I was but in a really bad spot. Besides I don't have to justify myself to you, Rupert. You're not my father."
Now Rupert looked red-faced. "You're very well lucky I'm not because if I were I'd take you over my knee and knock some sense into you. I hope for your family's sake they did get out of dodge before you came stomping around."
"Watch it, Rupert. I'm having a very bad day." Debbie growled.
"So hard the families of the people you killed!" He clapped back.
The older woman felt as if she'd just been slapped. She couldn't deny his words and that's probably what burned her up the most.
"Rupert..."
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