Far away where no one would go, something in a down hearted town was ready to petrify people. I was coming home when I felt something on my arm it was wet, clumpy and shiney. I didn’t know what it was. I could feel it spreading across my arm. I could see that it was a green, soggy slime. I felt petrified. It slid from my arm to the ground and fled to the drain. It dripped through the cracks down to the sea and carried on. It dripped in a dolphin’s blow hole and stayed there forever.
