It was nasty. The goo was turning red as it sucked up all Luke's blood like a hungry hungry hippo of evil, and seemingly no one could save him. Then the annoying little girl in the seat next to him speared the goo with her lolly, pulled it off, and began to lick at it happily. Luke took his chance and ran as fast as he could away from the bench. Behind him, the goo had regrouped and was noisily eating the girl's face off. Oh well.