The slime has run its stare over the hulking, cacophonous creature [sub]([@Samdragonx])[/sub], only for a second, before it draws its disembodied eyes inside and out of sight - it has seen all it has to. 

The molten puddle, terrified, takes advantage of its melted form, gone from thick to runny in the wake of absolute fear, and slips across the ground, becoming a tendril to fit between the monster and the masked man [sub]([@Gentlemanvaultboy])[/sub]. After a rush of jagged movements, a message is burnt crudely into the concrete. 

To those who could read it: [b]FRIENDS[/b].