Changed, Tale of the Second Human

Move in the Dark, Stop in the Light (Remake in progress)

As Drew and the mysterious latex creature stepped into the dimly lit room, a shiver ran down their spines. The cramped space was filled with just three dusty boxes and a lonely clipboard, but the flickering lights and the eerie silence made it feel like they had stepped into another dimension. Suddenly, a note caught their eye - it was pinned to the wall and adorned with scraps of latex material. As they moved closer to inspect it, they noticed a robotic figure sweeping away in the corner, oblivious to their arrival. 

Drew's heart was pounding in his chest as he tried to make sense of the strange surroundings. He turned to the creature beside him with a look of confusion and asked, "Have you ever seen anything like this before?"

The creature shook its head, equally stunned by the unfamiliar setting. Drew couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as he gazed at the creature, wondering what kind of world it had come from.

With a curious expression, Drew gazed at the creature and asked, "Hey, um... I know this may seem sudden, but are you able to speak?"

The creature eagerly nodded, confirming that they were able to communicate with Drew. Drew then asked, "Could I uh... hear it?"

The creature looked nervous as she spoke to Drew, "H-Hi there, I'm Snowy. I don't think I've ever talked to a human before, what's your name?"

Drew seemed curious and responded, "Hey Snowy, I'm Drew. Can I ask why you're being so friendly to me?"

Snowy smiled warmly and said, "I saw you walking all alone and thought maybe you'd like a friend."

Drew was pacing back and forth, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for something. Snowy watched him with growing concern, wondering what was causing him to act this way.

"Drew, what's going on?" she asked, trying to get his attention. "Is there something you need to tell me?"

Drew stopped pacing and turned to face her, his expression grim. "I found something," he said, his voice low and urgent. "Something that's really bothering me."

Snowy waited for him to continue, sensing that whatever he had found was serious.

"It's a syringe," Drew said, pointing to a small object on the ground near the boxes. "It looks like it's been used recently."

Snowy frowned, not understanding why a syringe would be cause for alarm. "What's so concerning about that?" she asked.

Drew shook his head, his eyes wide with fear. "I don't know," he said. "It's just... I have a feeling that something really bad is happening here. Something that could affect all of us."

As Snowy watched Drew, she could sense that he was holding back, that there was more to the story than he was letting on. She knew that she needed to get to the bottom of this, to help Drew before it was too late.