In a small town in northern Maine, USA called Augusta, there was a simple apartment often rented out to college students at the nearby university. The building was tucked in a side street right off the main strip of the town. Jax had moved into this quaint little abode with his girlfriend 2 years prior when she decided to go back to school for a history major.
Jax sighed, opening his apartment door after a long day at the office. “I’m home!” Jax yelled listlessly into the entrance, slumping in with a backpack strung across his shoulders. Today, like many other days, a long day at work followed by a short rest before bed. There was loud Taylor swift music playing in the bathroom along with the telltale noises of a running shower. Jax mused to himself that Cloe must of already gotten home for the day while trudging towards the fridge to scavenge for a snack.
Before Jax could start his search for calories, Cloe shouted from the shower “Hey Babe, can you grab my bathrobe please? I left it in the dryer.’
Jax yelled back “Sure thing love, give me a minute!” as he eyed the fridge with resignation and changed direction away from the fridge and towards the laundry room. The dryer and washer were in the room adjacent to their bathroom. As Jax arrived at the dryer, the sounds of Taylor Swift along with water surging out of the shower head became more and more blaring through the open bathroom door. Jax pulled the dryer door open to see Cloe’s favorite pink fuzzy bathrobe alongside her oversized fluffy pink slippers. Jax took a moment to look at his girlfriend's bathrobe before a grin broke out on his face. Chuckling, he called “I’ll be right there with your robe. Is the water hot in there?”
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Jax stripped down to nothing but the skin he was born with and wrapped himself in Cloe’s robe and wore her slippers. Holding back a grin, Jax started towards the bathroom to hand off the newly acquired robe to his girlfriend.
Not more than a step away from the dryer, something felt wrong. A shiver ran down Jax’s spine while the hairs on the back of Jax’s neck raised as a shudder ran down his body. “Cloe, are you all right? I think something is wrong” Jax shouted, moving swiftly to the bathroom.
As Jax reached the open bathroom, his body suddenly refused to take another step forward. As if his muscles were stuck in dried glue, Jax was frozen in place, unable to even call out to Cloe. Somehow, the only working body part seemed to be Jax’s eyes, still able to move about to scan the small bathroom.
Cloe, still showering, was startled by his shout and seemed unaffected by whatever ungodly medical issue was plaguing Jax. Cloe pulled back the shower curtain to say “Jax, what’s wro..”but she too was frozen mid-sentence with her eyes wide open staring at her frozen lover.
The two statues stared at each other with increasing panic, Jax in his fuzzy pink bathrobe and slippers, and Cloe with water running down her nude body, when the truly strange started. Communicating their shared horror among themselves as best they could with nothing by small eye motions, Jax and Cloe saw cracks in the very fabric of space shear through the air.
Tears were streaming down Cloe’s wide-open eyes while Jax could do nothing but watch the cracks in reality grow larger and spread faster. At this point, full blown panic set in while Jax tried hopelessly to hyperventilate but the sensation was made worse in his frozen state.
Small transparent blobs of slime with small shimmering orbs in their centers started to ooze out of the special tears as those very same cracks wrapped themselves around Jax and Cloe. The next moment, Jax was gasping for air violently in the middle of a forest.
