Seymour didn’t stop to look at what it was. All he could think about was getting a strong grip, hitting Pod Lou as hard as he could, and…
Oh.
Oh.
It was a two-foot-long double-headed glittery purple dildo.
Wonderful.
Pod Lou grimaced, backpedaling quickly. “What in the actual fuck?”
His voice was oddly high-pitched and very feminine. Definitely not what Seymour was expecting to hear and definitely not Lou.
“Yeah! You want some of this, motherfucker?” Seymour continued to swing with all his might, snarling as the dildo flopped around and whipped through the air. “Come on!”
Pod Lou yelled and then…
Melted.
Full on Wicked Witch style.
One moment he was standing there trying to dodge wild dildo smacks and thensploosh—he was a massive puddle of black goo.
The puddle took off through the hole, leaving a slick trail behind it.
“What the fucking fuck is this T one thousand bullshit?” Seymour blinked.
“Iron.” The blue-haired man calmly lit a cigarette.
“Huh?”
The blue-haired man nodded at the dildo. “The glitter? Little tiny pieces of iron. Trust me. You fuck monsters for a living, you learn some stuff.” He smirked. “You must be new.”
“Uh. Yeah. So.” Seymour cringed as another explosion shook the entire room. “I’m gonna go now.”
“Toodles, baby. Good luck out there.” The blue-haired man winked. “Try not to die.”
“Thanks!” Seymour crawled through the hole, though it wasn’t easy with only one arm. From his left shoulder to the bicep was nothing but fiery pain, but he didn’t stop to examine what the damage was.
He needed to find Sariel and Day.
So, he followed the trail of bodies and listened for any crunching.
Ugh.
There it was.
Around the next corner of the apparently endless hallway was Day. Judging by her burping, she’d finished a meal only a few moments ago.
“Day!” Seymour hurried toward her.
“Seymour!” Day meowed and started to rush into his arms, but she stopped when she saw the dildo. “What is that…?”
“Let’s not worry ’bout that. Where’s Sariel?”
Day pointed at a door beside the next turn. “There!”
“Let’s get to gettin’.” Seymour hurried to the door with Day right on his heels.
