by Narrator » Wed Dec 12, 2018 9:20 am
Barbituates. Benzodiazepines. Etomidate. Ketamine. Propofol. Will dumped containers of all of it into the hole. The clay was going to have a grand old time if it ever woke up, let me tell you.
Tendrils from the large mass shot out and snatched at the chemicals, which quickly disappeared under the surface. It started churning oddly, uncontrollably...and that's when Sean's sleep spell hit.
With a hiss of escaping air and a wet splorch, the clay began to collapse in on itself, quickly falling out of sight of the destroyed room above.