The thing didn’t move, just strung up there in its invisible wires, watching us with green eyes, as shiny as a half dollar.
I watched Toad as he grabbed a long stick,” Cool.” He said, and he cautiously stepped close enough to poke at the striped and spotted monster. Then the thing hissed, long and loud. It made a noise like a great snake.
“That’s a really BAD idea!” I said. I did some figuring. If this really was what it looked like, then it could easily jump nine or ten meters in half a heartbeat. Some partner I’d got, and he’s just not getting it. He poked at the thing’s abdomen again.
Still not moving, the thing hissed, sputtered and spat some greenish- black goop, stringy and viscous like over chewed, overheated bubblegum. The stringy bits stretched and drifted off like heavy, sticky smoke as the glob arced. It shot further than I guessed the monster could jump.
“DON’T POKE THAT!” I screamed just like a third grade girl.
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