100 word challenge
May 2, 2017
I scampered into a small compact room. The slime dripped through the old roof. Its sickening green colour made my stomach turn. I gazed at the little pig that had followed me in. It gave me a confident look and wiggled its tail. The strong aroma of mould filled the room. It had all happened when the kings maid had cast a physco slime beast on our happy little village. I could feel the wet sticky slime pulling at my ankles. The room was starting to fill. The pig was shrieking. I scooped it up. Thats when the slime invaded.
