The mass flails and twitches weakly, chubby hands trying to grasp blindly at anything around them.

Désirée: "Go right ahead, I won't stop you. Her head is on that side of the mass, I think. Or it was, the last I checked~

My, my, Eigla. We might have more in common than you think. However, stopping your vengeance due to his concerns? Weak, don't you think?

In this world, there's only three things that matter. What we desire, but don't yet have. What we desire, and possess. And turning the first of those into the second."

Désirée: "But dear, that IS her core. I have done nothing to her but cut off her arms and give her a steady supply of energy.

Your friend is doing it to herself~"

EVENTS:

Désirée snaps her fingers, and the pumping sounds stop. Klimt and Rosa approach the mass, looking for some way to communicate.

There it is! On the far edge, embedded in a deep fold of skin, peggy's head, with a large rubber hose stuffed into her mouth, held by metal straps. She looks at you with pleading eyes, crying a mix of tears and meat slurry.



Désirée smiles once again.

Désirée: "My dear, I'm afraid that bluff still won't work. You see, I did not bring your friends here to rescue Peggy, but to see what awaits them.
Rosa, I'll keep as my source of seafood. She doesn't seem to regen all that fast, but provided I grow her to a decent size, that tail should provide a steady stream of snacks. Klimt... Well, you can imagine what I'd seek from one such as he. And with tentacles, no less!~

And the best part, I've saved for you. Oh, you see, I've given it a lot of thought during dinner, and your recent comments made me sure it was the right decision.

You're free to go, Eigla. You'll find a vehicle and supplies ready for you at the shipping terminal. No strings attached. You just have to leave them."

EVENTS:

Klimt disengages the latches, pulling the hose from Peggy's throat. The girl immediately begins vomiting immense amounts of slurry, gagging and coughing as it floods her mouth and nose. After two or three minutes, the flow drops enough that she can scream, with difficulty.

Peggy: "KLIMT PLEASE PLEASE CUT ME OFF CUT ME OFF IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS *BARF*

*CHOKE*

*SPLURT*

I-I WAS HIDING IN A VENT AND THE ZOMBIES FOUND ME AND PULLED ME OUT AND ONE OF MY ARMS BROKE AND SHE SAID SHE WAS GONNA HELP ME BUT-

*BELCH* *VOMIT*

SHE SAW TWO ARMS GROW BACK AND SAID SHE WANTED TO TRY SOMETHING AND SHE GAVE ME FOOD AND IT WAS SO DELICIOUS I COULDN'T STOP BUT THEN SHE STARTED CUTTING OTHER ARMS OFF AND IT MADE ME SO HUNGRY AND I STARTED GROWING AND-

*GURGLE*

IT HURTS, KLIMT, IT HURTS! KILL ME! KILL ME! PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!"




Désirée: "That is starting to bother me, you know. You keep, saying I won't be strong enough, won't be capable of stopping it. Have you seen the literal army that followed you here? I can deal with - Anything. Anyone.

Perhaps I won't let you go, after all. Maybe I should just, keep you as a pet. Or a bed? I bet you could be pretty soft, with the appropriate modifications~"