falling apart now

*Laeta*

A period of time stretched by as the woman laid on the earth, her glazed eyes following the various glowing pulses of the crystals, mushrooms and fireflies that bathed the waterfall in blue luminescence. Though, her brain, probably just as slime-coated as her face, threw out random, nonsensical thoughts, words, and noises that flicked past her ears. Muffled phrases..whispers..her mother’s voice. Her gunked-up eyes narrowed the best they could. Wait a minute. Her mother’s voice.

Lae! He’s got me! I’m trapped!

The sickly woman shot up with alarming speed despite her worsening condition, barely able to discern anything in the blue glow and the darkness beyond. Wiping her eyes again, she snorted as the ooze continued to trickle from her nostrils and the darkness seemed to cave in on her yet again. She shivered. Partially from the paranoia indiced by this ailment, and perhaps from the condition steeping her body into a fever. She frowned. Her mom was..calling out, wasn’t she? She needed help. She was in danger. Woozily, Lae attempted to stand up again, though her body felt heavier than usual. Her limbs trembled slightly as she wobbled like a newborn fawn, her oil-slicked gaze scanning the area for the source of her mother’s voice. She couldn’t even discern real noises from the ones originating from her own ooze-ridden mind anymore, a true sign this mystery plague was tightening its grasp on her very psyche.

She stumbled towards the darkness, despite the garbled screaming telling her this was bad. No! The darkness kills! They’ll eat you like they ate your brain! They’ll eat your mom too! STOP STOPSTOPSTOP- She shook her head with a frustrated grunt, continuing forward - well, as forward as she possibly could, given that her linear path was really more of an erratic zig-zag. "Mom?!" She cried out hoarsely, ooze sputtering from her lips. She coughed, gagging as it slid down her throat. Disgusting. Why couldn’t they not eat her brain and leave her be? Now she had no brain left to think about where her mom was, and no focus too. Everything was all over the place! She huffed, but before she could cry out again, her mouth began to fill up even more than usual. Lae paused in her wobbling tracks, the sensation of a strange texture rising within her mouth.

At first, she spat it out, finding it bitter. This new slime - maybe the disease was progressing quicker than expected - glowed about as brightly as the ooze, but was a lot thicker, and when it happened to get onto one of her front paws, she rubbed the slime between her digits with a confused tilt of her head. It was a bit thicker, and stickier. Gross. Having been distracted by the feel of the slime, she didn’t realize the stuff had time to sit on her tongue, and with a widening of her eyes in surprise, it actually tasted…good? Suspicious, the thin woman let the rising slime sit on her tongue, and dissolve. At first it was bitter, and hardly tolerable, but if her patience paid off, then as it slowly disappeared, a pleasant, and addicting taste was left behind in her maw. With a swipe of her lips with her tongue, she felt the need for more. A craving. This stuff was delicious once you got past the gross bitter stage! Maybe it was a sign from her mom..albeit in a strange, slimey way. What a strange way to show some love to your daughter. Not to mention the gritty aftertaste too that lingered on her teeth. Diving deeper into the ooze’s grasp of delusion, her vision blurred for a few seconds, and when it refocused, a figure appeared in front of her.

For a few seconds, Lae stood there, not sure how to process this..being. Clearly, it was a tangible creature, that she had no doubt of. Then again, she didn’t doubt much of this strange reality anymore, as this firefly plague had twisted her thought process to the point that she didn’t even think to consider if this thing was a hallucination or not. Moreover, she was still determined to find her mother, at any cost. Even if it meant she had to interact with..whatever this guy was. A line of fireflies neatly lit their way towards him - she assumed it was a him, based on the mere size of the cloak - and she padded, er, stumbled her way towards him, even if the fireflies screamed in her head as she did so.

He knows about your mom, They hissed quietly, giggling. She frowned, finally reaching the cloaked creature and his table of strange wares. She took a better look at him with her goopy eyes, sniffing obnoxiously loud in an undignified manner as a long line of ooze trickled down her nose. The fireflies on the ground, and perhaps whatevee was leeching on her brain matter, continued to wahisper warnings that escalated into shouts that bounced against her skull. The pulsing fireflies within the cloaked figure’s obsidian interior didn’t help to ease the atmosphere, either.

Laeta stared at him blankly, ooze-slicked face blank. He’s got your mom. He won’t give her back. You must find her or else he’ll kill her. FIND HER FIND HER FIND HER KILL HIM MAKE HIM SHARE HIS SECRETS SECRETS SECRETS-

Shaking her head about with a frustrated grunt, the woman barely registered what strange items were upon the table. She didn’t know and didn’t care. The fireflies had spoken, and she believed them wholeheartedly. The plsgue was taking its intended toll upon her body and her worsening mental status. The strange, angular object looked most like something she could use in a pinch. Her body stiffened as she growled angrily at the cloaked figure. "You, leader of the fireflies.." She snarled, unsteady on her feet, but still holding her ground as her soaked fur bristled. She glared daggers at him, peeling her lips to reveal fangs that appeared to glow, thanks to the ooze. She was convinced he was holding her mom hostage. She had to find her. Find her NOW.

"I know you have my mom. I know you’ll kill her." Without thinking - and she didn’t really do much of that in her current state - she impulsively grabbed the angular object, the coat hanger, and pointed it at the cloaked man, hating him with every fiber of her being. Doitdoitdoitdoit The voices egged her on, and she used her digits on her forepaw to keep the coat hanger pointed at him, her aura darkening as much as the endless night around them. She’d get her mom back, at any cost. She’ll be safe with me. We’ll be back together soon, Momma, I promise. They didn’t eat your brain.

"Give her back to me, now." Little did Laeta know, not only was she making the most reckless, foolish decision in her life, but her mother had passed on long ago. There was nobody to save, except Lae herself, from whatever fate she had now sealed herself into.

"Speech"

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