Soul Washing Machine

The sky above the city was the color of a monitor tuned to a dead SubNet stream, shades of ghastly gray and toxic green haze. Mother Nature never came of with such colors.

Maya was gazing upon the only natural light source she could see, the bright flames of a tall gas exhaust pipe, brightening up the sky with it’s tremendous explosive combustion. The fireball’s light reflecting in Maya’s dark brown eyes. Warm memories of campfire and carefree songs washing over her.

After a long day of work, she was coming back home, after another not successful day applying for a job, in her mind it was clear.

“Maybe it’s not meant to be…” – She thought to herself.

Walking home, she saw a strange commotion 2 blocks away from her house, an ambulance and 2 police cruisers, as she passed through, she overheard a little boy, that was crying his lungs out, talking with a police officer.

“She was there! It had big teeth! It ate my mommy!”

Maya was intrigued at first…

“Big teeth? Ate his “mommy”?” – She thought to herself, still following her path, but further ahead, she noticed 2 paramedics coming out of the building dragging a litter with a blanket over it, covering something that was still dripping blood from time to time, and her curiosity spoke louder, leading her to stop, and check on what was really going on.

She was only one more among the crowd, that was also curious with all the screaming and sirens, however, something was about to turn that situation, from intriguing to horrifying…

The little kid that was talking to a policeman, as soon as the policeman turned his back, rushed straight to the litter being dragged by the paramedics, and screaming his mother’s name in tears he pulled the blanket off, uncovering the gruesome sight of a body chopped in half, being left only the lower part, from the hips down.

Immediately everyone who was around was in shock, the horrifying sight made even some people vomit, but Maya turned around in disbelief, completely annoyed at herself…

“You just can’t mind your own business, can you?!” – She said to herself, furious, as she walked back home.

The next morning, Maya woke up with the sunlight slapping her right on her face, and to her side, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she noticed a big pile of dirty clothes.

“What? I didn’t put my clothes to wash?! I really need to get my shit together…” – Maya said to herself as she got up, and gathered as many clothes as she could with her arms, and as she was about to get out of her room with it, she noticed a strange wet mark on the floor.

“You can’t be serious… I just clean the house… I really need to dry myself better… Oh well..”

Despite her frustration so early in the morning, she took the pile of clothes to the basement, where the washing machine was, and on one of the steps, she slipped on another wet mark, straight with her butt to the ground.

“Fuck me! You know what, forget it! I’m going to brush my teeth and have my coffee first!”

Maya went back upstairs, brushed her teeth, and set her coffee machine to warm the water and make coffee, in the meantime, she put on her clothes, ready for another day of job searching, and laid on the bed to watch some videos while the coffee wasn’t ready, but, as soon as she put a video to play, she noticed the remaining clothes on the chair to her side… and with an annoyed exhale, she got up, and grabbed the clothes, taking them to the basement, where she gathered the other clothes that flew off her hands as she slipped last time, and taking it to the washing machine.

She opened the washing machine, and immediately smelled something “funny”.

“I really need to change this washing machine, smells like something died inside.” – She began throwing the clothes one by one withing it.

On one of her turns to grab another clothe to throw in, a sock fell out of the machine, leading her to put it back, without putting much head on it… However, as the sock kept persistently falling, she turned around, frustrated, talking with the sock.

“What’s wrong with you?! You are smelling bad! I need to…” – Maya’s talk with the sock was abruptly interrupted by a strange sight… Maya could notice something meaty, that looked like a tongue, sticking out from in between the clothes inside the machine, dripping saliva that was making the ground wet…just like on her room and stair… However, before she could even realize what she was seeing, that meaty unknown thing launched itself at her, surrounding her neck, and pulling her inside the washing machine, headfirst, as she gurgled and struggled violently, in panic, as her head was slowly dragged into whatever it was hiding within the washing machine….

“GHHHHAAAAAHHHGGGG!!!”

Terror. Inside the machine, Maya’s face was contorted into a grimace of pain, desperation and fear, while the rest of her body struggled furiously, trying to fight back this death trap, but no matter how hard her fighting was – nothing seemed to work. Running out of options, running out of hope, the only thing she had left was the useless flailing of her legs in mid air, parallel to the floor.

Kicking hard, one of her flop-flops fell to the ground, exposing her struggling bare foot. Her toes cramped, gripping for her very life, than spread in panic, as if they were reaching for any way out. The washing machine was slowly pulling her in. In desperation, panic and terror, her hands pushed against the machine, trying to push herself out of this terrifying deadly trap. No use.

Her struggle became wild uncontrolled thrashing. The other flip-flop left her squirming foot, sent flying across the room with frenzied kick. Toes spread as hard as she could as the machine relentlessly pushed her in. Her long sexy fit legs now pushed back, stretched out and jerked hard. Toes pointed and vibrated, soft soles flexed exposing her lovely wrinkles she was so proud of. Hopeless, defenseless, Maya fought hard this losing battle for her life, although it was clear that her life is already forfeit.

But her agony, was just starting…

“MMMgghhh!!! NNNGHHHH!!!! MMMMMMGHHHAAAA!!!!”

Her muffled grunting was wild and her struggling was just as savage, but whatever it was that was dragging, didn’t seem to have any problem with all of her struggle, pressing her neck each time harder with it’s hard tongue-like slimy thing.

“GhhhhAAAAAA!!!…. NggghaaaaaAAA!!!”

Her eyes bulged and crossed, teeth exposed as her lips pulled down in pain. Her tongue pointed out, head shaking rapidly. What a sad sight she was… strong fit young woman, reduced to squirming pray, helpless in her useless twitching, at the mercy of the thing that is killing her.

While struggling violently to no avail, Maya felt something sharp surrounding her, and gradually, piercing through her body… and from withing the machine, Maya noticed an immense amount of sharp teeth, closing on her like a bear trap…. And to the level of her hips, as soon as her neck couldn’t bend anymore withing the machine, she began to feel what seemed to be big fangs, closing around her ass, and pressing her in…

Every push from the fangs, was a crack of bones for Maya…A harder pressure over her neck… as she kept fighting whatever it was that was preying on her… Her screams and cries of panic were completely muffled…And all one would be able to see from the outside, would be her bare legs on short shorts, kicking and sliding all over the ground, moving everywhere, as fast and hard as she could…until her violent kicking suddenly stopped, following a loud sound of bone cracking…

Her legs fell limb to her knees… her feet rested lifeless on the ground… while the fangs kept pushing her body inside, as much as they could…

The blood dripping from the washing machine…the sound of the bones of her lifeless body being cracked by the intense pressure of the fangs, mauling her inside the washing machine… until eventually, the big fangs closed on the middle of her body, right above her hips…Chopping her literally in half, and letting her lower half fall to the ground, still twitching…

The washing machine closed it’s fangs together perfectly, finishing its feast on Maya’s half body, and preventing anymore blood from dripping out, then, from the darkness, it brought out 1 arm on each side of the machine, and a couple of eyes opened right where the buttons of the washing machine would be… and as it cleaned the edge of its mouth with its meaty, slimy and thick tongue.. the mysterious creature “retransformed” from a washing machine into a strange meaty and slimy creature, with massive teeth that were perfectly disguised inside its mouth… The creature then, crawled out of the basement, through the broken window…and used the real washing machine, that was hidden on a bush outside of the house, as a bone depository, vomiting the bones of its last victim within… it opened a manhole cover on the street, and vanished in the sewers, crawling away… In search for its next victim…..

In the nearby alley, a semi-drunk messy looking man was shifting through the SubNet channels, watching the latest news with an expression of hopelessness that was beyond of point of no return.

News Channel

“There has been another murder reported in slums of San Angeles, Sector 17.” said the neatly dressed female reporter with a monotonous voice. “This is the fifth murder this week that follows the same pattern.” she continued approaching a rugged faced man wearing a white shirt and a black bullet-proof vest. “Sargent Joradi, what can you tell us?” - “I’m not at liberty to discuss the details of the investigation, however, it is confirmed that the latest victim is Maya Carvalho, female, age 22. No further questions.” Sargent Joradi walked away with same grim face, leaving the news reported dismayed by the lack of gruesome details that usually pump up the views.

Man switched the channel, completely unfazed with the same dead hopeless stare in his eyes.

Talk show channel

“Tonight, in the Clash, we have a clash of opinions” the overly zealous voice of a talk show host announced, tone more fitting to a sport event rather than a political commentary show where two guests argue endlessly to the entertainment of the masses. “Our guests tonight aaaaaaAAAAAAARE – professor Julius Espinoza Mao from the San Angeles community collage! AaaaaAAAAAAND – doctor Serenna Khalil, head of the genetics research department of Protogen Corporation! Tonight’s topic iiiiIIIIIIIS: Protocells – our country's answer to environmental challenges?!” the host’s voice was in glee, clearly favoring this option than the next one. “ooooOOOOOR – our Dooooom?” host’s voice changed to mocking tone. “Tell us, professor Mao” host’s voice was still in mocking tone “Are Protocells going to … kill us all?” Host’s face turned towards the camera with a sarcastic mocking smile on his face while the audience laughing sound effect played in the background.

“The Protocells are capable of mutating rapidly and shifting it’s DNA sequence based on sample gathered through direct physical contact with another organic and inorganic substance. “ the host was quietly making the mocking yawning gesture. “Indeed,” Khalil followed with pompous voice of calm superiority. “our patented and copyrighted Protocells are the answer to the increasing environmental challenges our planet is facing right now.” The host nodded his head in approval and clapped hid hands vigorously. “the recent food shortages..” Khalil continued but was interrupted by Mao who was losing his initial composure “Food shortages? You are not producing food! The recently leaked documents clearly state that the contractor for Protocells is Department of Defense, not the Department of Agriculture! You’re not producing food, you’re making a biological weapon!” “Speculations with no basis” Khalil laughed. “You heard it folks!” the host abruptly stood up in front of the camera “Speculations with no basis!” he repeated Khalil’s words.

“And what about the recent security breach in your San Angeles facility?! Evidence gathered by the independent investigators suggest something clawed it’s way out of your labs!” Mao said furiously. “We have no time for conspiracy theories and lunacy. “ Khalil laughed with a pompous tone. Mao continued even more angered: “Something is on the lose here in San Angeles and it poses a threat to civilian popu..” - “UuuuUUUUUUH!” the host interrupted Mao, mockingly mimicking the spooky sounds. “Things are becoming scarrrrrry here!” the same sound effect of the laughing audience played.

Man changed the channel again.

Government Channel

“Today the Government voted in favor of the new Population Control Action Plan, as the latest means of fighting food shortages across the country. The Plan received overwhelming support in all bodies of the Government as well as our philanthropist sponsors at the Protogen Corporation… “

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Thank you for the patience everyone ^^ August has been a really strange month, but I intend to get better from here on!!!!!!