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The door with the “staff only” sign above it seems to call to you. You reach for the flimsy door handle and find that the door is indeed unlocked.
You walk on through to a small cramped and grimy commercial kitchen. Dark grease adorns the walls and dirty dishes are stacked high up high inside the sink.
Once again you find yourself being in a place you’re not supposed to be in. You look around the kitchen to find anything useful to aid you in your escape. A look inside to cool room overwhelms you with the worst smell you’ve probably ever smelt in your life.
You try to stop yourself from gagging as your insides quake in revolution. You immediately close the door. “God help anyone who ever ordered food from this kitchen,” you tell yourself.
“You're telling me!”
You quickly turn to see a young women with long blond hair and mascara dripping down her face. She has a red dress that comes up to her upper thighs and a vodka cruiser bottle in her hand.
She is hunched over, trying to keep her balance by leaning on the filthy kitchen counter top.
“Are you the new waiter? I would like some buffalo wings please! Everyone else went outside for some reason but I’m still here. I’m always here.”
You get the feeling she is drunk. Her words are slurred and she has difficulty keeping balance. “I’m afraid the kitchen is closed for the moment.” You say.
She laughs for an odd amount of time. No doubt fuelled by her drunkenness. You think if she has a car your transportation problem is solved.
“Um miss I think it’s about time you headed home do you have car nearby?” You say.
“I’m Beverly” she says slurred and happily.
“Hello Beverly. Do you have a car?” You say.
“No! why would I? I get guy’s to drive me!” She says laughing away. No luck on finding a ride but maybe she could serve as a distraction for Officer Rivera. Plus it’s an excuse to make another giantess.
It was half the reason you wanted the matter transposer in the first place.
“Hey Beverly?” You say “Yeah?” She responds, taking another sip of her vodka cruiser. “Close your eyes and count to twenty. I’ll show you something cool.”
“Alright but this better be good! The service here sucks!” She says. She closes her eyes and drunkenly sways in place. Your probably doing the world a favour by destroying this kitchen anyway, you think to yourself. “One, two, thr, thr, three” as Beverly begins counting you pull out the matter transposer and set it to “grow.”
You take aim at Beverly and fire away. That other worldly silver light shoots from the matter transposer. And it hits the intoxicated young woman. Just like Rivera, Beverly glows with an angelic light that dominated the kitchen. The light lingered for a few moments all while she continued to count.
“Five, six, seven, oh god I need to pee” she says opening her eyes. Her face was shocked at the sight of the light enveloping her. “Wha?” She said.
Beverly then yelled and grabbed her stomach.
Knowing what was coming next you run for the exit. And back to the Alleyway from whence you came.
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