He felt his breath get cut short by the icy cold tentacle, keeping air from flowing to his lungs.
Its arms started out humanoid, but they got smaller and more tentacle-like further down.īefore a questioning “What the heck?” could leave Kevin’s mouth, the figure’s arm lashed out and wrapped itself around his neck. The thing’s head looked more like a dome attached seamlessly to its shoulders, with a black visor where its eyes and nose should be. It was slender and tall, and the late afternoon sun reflected brightly off of it. The figure looked somewhat like a man, but its skin was completely silver. After a sigh of relief, he got to his feet and shouted at the person who caused him to fall. It had tipped over and skidded for a distance nearby, but was unharmed. His knee took the brunt of the impact and became scraped and bloody, but when Kevin came to he was more worried about his bike. He lost his balance and tipped over, tumbling off of the bike and rolling along the ground.
Kevin leaned hard to his left and swerved on his bike to avoid running into the person standing in the middle of the cul-de-sac lane.
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