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It's a normal day. The sun is shining, the wind is blowing. Except for some reason Walt is staggering like a drunkard on a hallway in Alhambra somewhere.
“I’m not feeling very well…” He mumbles, before falling to his knee and throwing up. He then clutches his bandaged left arm, looking obviously in pain.
“I’m… really not feeling very well at all.” He says, before collapsing to the floor. He screams in surprise, as the bandages that covers his left arm unravel and burst. Sickening, bulbous, tumorous growth expands rapidly with the many eyes that blink and roll in Walt’s left arm. The many eyes that some people might have forgot.
The fleshy bulbous growth bubbles and grows bigger and bigger as Walt continues to scream, and soon it grows bigger than his left arm, and bigger, and bigger. Until at last it’s clear that part of the growth molds into a shape. A human hand.
The hand then grabs the floor, as if it’s trying to claw itself out from Walt’s body. Soon, a head appears, then a torso, before a fully formed human being finally grows itself out of Walt’s left arm.
Finally, silence, as Walt finally stops screaming and fully collapse to the floor. And a naked, pale, scarred, human being cowers beside him.
The scene is quickly greeted by the convergence of the base's security. They all raise their weapons toward both Walt and the mysterious being.
And the mysterious being only says one sentence.
"I... friend..."
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“I’m not feeling very well…” He mumbles, before falling to his knee and throwing up. He then clutches his bandaged left arm, looking obviously in pain.
“I’m… really not feeling very well at all.” He says, before collapsing to the floor. He screams in surprise, as the bandages that covers his left arm unravel and burst. Sickening, bulbous, tumorous growth expands rapidly with the many eyes that blink and roll in Walt’s left arm. The many eyes that some people might have forgot.
The fleshy bulbous growth bubbles and grows bigger and bigger as Walt continues to scream, and soon it grows bigger than his left arm, and bigger, and bigger. Until at last it’s clear that part of the growth molds into a shape. A human hand.
The hand then grabs the floor, as if it’s trying to claw itself out from Walt’s body. Soon, a head appears, then a torso, before a fully formed human being finally grows itself out of Walt’s left arm.
Finally, silence, as Walt finally stops screaming and fully collapse to the floor. And a naked, pale, scarred, human being cowers beside him.
The scene is quickly greeted by the convergence of the base's security. They all raise their weapons toward both Walt and the mysterious being.
And the mysterious being only says one sentence.
"I... friend..."
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What the hell is this?!
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*Walt crawl away from the mysterious being he just birthed, screaming and babbling in panic, before throwing up once again. But at least he's still alive.
The mysterious being does something similar, it crawls toward an opposite corner, and huddles and shivers in a fetal position there.*
...help
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You have a commlink, right? Call the medical team!
...And a biohazard team too, just in case!
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*The security team points their weapon at both Walt and the creature anxiously. Their trigger fingers looks really twitchy*
...cold... hurts... everything...
*The creature doesn't do anything. It winces hard as it tries to both hug itself and closes its ears with its hands. It seems to struggle to form each words.*
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You gotta focus. The medics are on their way!
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Aah! Don't let them burn me! I know what's going to happen! Don't let them burn me!
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