1 + 1 = 2
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 87
by
copier
· original author:
penslayer5
"Damn it! What should I do?!" Marge wondered.
Erica made it pretty clear she was going to torture everyone she could get her hands on until she gave herself up. A part of her genuinely considered giving up before her eyes settled on Hector's mangled corpse and what little remained of Isabel. This monster would do far worse to her if she surrendered and who's to say that she doesn't just kill everyone anyway?
But still... "I'm the head nurse and my job is to help people."
The grip on her gun tightened. She looked around to see everyone still inside staring at her. She could tell they were all scared and some of them were hoping she would just walk outside and give herself up. Maybe she should? There was no telling what would happen after but if there was even a sliver of a chance then she had to take it, right?
Before she could answer however, she heard the sound of an all too familiar voice entering the conversation.
"What's taking so long?" Debbie asked.
Erica scowled but quickly masked it with a smile. "Just waiting for you is all."
"For me?" Debbie questioned right before letting out a small belch. "Excuse me."
"You found one of your targets, didn't you."
"Yeah." The older giantess confirmed. "Dr. Horn made for a great snack."
Marge winced. "I've lost another one."
Dr. Horn might've been a bit of an egotist but he didn't deserve to go out like that.
"So, why were you waiting for me?" Debbie tried again.
"I found one of your targets. Come take a look." Erica gestured towards the entrance.
Debbie did precisely that and who she found made her eyes widen in delight. "No way. Is that you Marge?"
The head nurse was sweating bullets now. One giant was bad enough but now there were two and both had a keen interest in her. Any chance of escape had just been whittled down to zero.
"Get lost, Debbie. You don't work here anymore." Marge spoke up.
"I know. I also met my replacement by the way." Debbie replied. "A shame what happened to her."
Marge pursed her lips. "Who else did she kill?"
"I think Christian said her name was Tuesday. Honestly it was for the best that Dr. Horn ran her over with his car. I can only imagine all the screaming she'd do if we came face-to-face." Debbie teased.
Erica giggled. "Sick!"
"Oh God." The head nurse felt ill.
Tuesday had been a cute young thing, who'd taken to the job like water off a duck's back. While they hadn't interacted much she couldn't deny the woman's work ethic and ability to help put patients at ease. She was especially great with the children and elderly. If what Debbie said was true then she didn't even kill her, Christian did while probably trying to escape.
She was so lost in thought to that she hadn't noticed another one of her coworkers was outside looking scared beyond belief. He was one of the surgeons, an older man in his mid forties named Henry Hu. As a joke everyone liked to call him Dr. Hu.
He had what appeared to be bottles on his fingers that he was clanking together.
"What the hell?" Marge wondered. "What are you doing Hu?! Get in here!"
He didn't move. Instead he just stood there clanking bottles with eyes so wide he looked like a fish.
"Marge, come out to play." Erica teased.
"Marge, come out to play." Debbie added.
"Marge, come out to play."
"Marge, come out to play."
"You've got to be kidding me." The medical professional whispered.
The clanking suddenly came to an end as an open palm made Henry go splat on the pavement.
Everyone screamed.
Erica made it pretty clear she was going to torture everyone she could get her hands on until she gave herself up. A part of her genuinely considered giving up before her eyes settled on Hector's mangled corpse and what little remained of Isabel. This monster would do far worse to her if she surrendered and who's to say that she doesn't just kill everyone anyway?
But still... "I'm the head nurse and my job is to help people."
The grip on her gun tightened. She looked around to see everyone still inside staring at her. She could tell they were all scared and some of them were hoping she would just walk outside and give herself up. Maybe she should? There was no telling what would happen after but if there was even a sliver of a chance then she had to take it, right?
Before she could answer however, she heard the sound of an all too familiar voice entering the conversation.
"What's taking so long?" Debbie asked.
Erica scowled but quickly masked it with a smile. "Just waiting for you is all."
"For me?" Debbie questioned right before letting out a small belch. "Excuse me."
"You found one of your targets, didn't you."
"Yeah." The older giantess confirmed. "Dr. Horn made for a great snack."
Marge winced. "I've lost another one."
Dr. Horn might've been a bit of an egotist but he didn't deserve to go out like that.
"So, why were you waiting for me?" Debbie tried again.
"I found one of your targets. Come take a look." Erica gestured towards the entrance.
Debbie did precisely that and who she found made her eyes widen in delight. "No way. Is that you Marge?"
The head nurse was sweating bullets now. One giant was bad enough but now there were two and both had a keen interest in her. Any chance of escape had just been whittled down to zero.
"Get lost, Debbie. You don't work here anymore." Marge spoke up.
"I know. I also met my replacement by the way." Debbie replied. "A shame what happened to her."
Marge pursed her lips. "Who else did she kill?"
"I think Christian said her name was Tuesday. Honestly it was for the best that Dr. Horn ran her over with his car. I can only imagine all the screaming she'd do if we came face-to-face." Debbie teased.
Erica giggled. "Sick!"
"Oh God." The head nurse felt ill.
Tuesday had been a cute young thing, who'd taken to the job like water off a duck's back. While they hadn't interacted much she couldn't deny the woman's work ethic and ability to help put patients at ease. She was especially great with the children and elderly. If what Debbie said was true then she didn't even kill her, Christian did while probably trying to escape.
She was so lost in thought to that she hadn't noticed another one of her coworkers was outside looking scared beyond belief. He was one of the surgeons, an older man in his mid forties named Henry Hu. As a joke everyone liked to call him Dr. Hu.
He had what appeared to be bottles on his fingers that he was clanking together.
"What the hell?" Marge wondered. "What are you doing Hu?! Get in here!"
He didn't move. Instead he just stood there clanking bottles with eyes so wide he looked like a fish.
"Marge, come out to play." Erica teased.
"Marge, come out to play." Debbie added.
"Marge, come out to play."
"Marge, come out to play."
"You've got to be kidding me." The medical professional whispered.
The clanking suddenly came to an end as an open palm made Henry go splat on the pavement.
Everyone screamed.
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