"I will be you now, Marco," Keith - inside out Keith - snarled. "I will take over your body and your life!"
The slimy creature closed in on me, clinging on to my feet. Luckily, I pulled my feet back and backed away. The disgusting yellow blob slowly motioned towards me. I could hear its squishy flesh squishing against the surface as it moved. A chunk of yellow slime trailed behind it. I didn't waste any time standing there. I quickly darted towards the steps and dashed up the stairs. I had just made my way to the basement door until I reached out and turned the knob. The door wouldn't open. For some reason, it was stuck shut. I turned the knob. I pulled with all my might. It was stuck. After I struggled to open it for ten seconds, I finally pounded on the door and called for help.
"Mom! Gwynnie!" I shouted trying to get my mom and sister's attention. "Help! I'm stuck in here! Please let me out!"
No reply. But my mom and sister not coming down to help me was the least of my worries. Because the slimy, yellow creature was now closing in on me as it reached the stairs. As it made its way up the stairs towards me, I pounded on the door even harder.
"Mom! Gwynnie! Please help me!" I continued shouting. Why couldn't my mom and sister hear me? Are they really this sound of sleepers to not hear me calling for them? As I continued pounding, the creature finally made its way on top and started to spread around my legs.
"Noooooooooooo!" I cried out as I struggled to extricate the slimy creature off of me.
But it stuck to my legs. So I banged the creature against the banister. It made a loud squishy sound as it slammed against the banister. It was too tenacious. it continued to stick on my legs and gradually climbed on my thighs. I continued to pound the creature against the banister. But it continued to climb on me, and as I continued to slam the creature against the banister, I began the tumble down the stairs, the creature making sporadic squishy sounds as it hit the steps while I rolled down the stairs. I hit the ground with a loud THUD as I landed on the bottom.
As I lay on the ground on my back, I watched as the creature slowly crawled on my stomach. I quickly hopped onto my feet and struggled to get the slimy creature off of me.
I rolled around on the floor. I slammed the creature against the pool table. Against the dryer. Against the furnace. Each time, it made a loud squishy sound, like a wet sponge being squeezed. The creature continued to crawl on me, and to my horror, it began to expand. All over my body! Around my legs! Around my stomach!
It was as if I was wearing a janitor's suit. As the creature finally spread around my neck, I was now rendered immobile and crumpled to the linoleum floor. I couldn't move. I was now helpless. I could only watch hopelessly as the creature reached my chin. Keith was about to smother me! He was about to take over my body!