The goo of doom strikes

The goo of doom struck.

It clasped it's knife-like teeth into the flesh at Luke's ankles and he let out a wild cry. Pain flared up his left leg and panic started taking over. He felt sure that this was the end, this was the point at which he was going to die. 

What he was't counting on though, was his savior in the seat beside him.

The End

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