starvation - prologue

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vee version 1 . 9:37 pm . toon rooms Vee sat on the edge of her bed. ‘I should really be working on the website Bassie asked me to do,’ she thought. ‘..maybe later.’ A soft tapping on her door made her alarms go off. Her antennae twitched as she stumbled to her computer, disabling the deafening noise. “Your website it almost done, Bassie! Soon you’ll be able to identify ALL of the flowers in the garden!” Vee called. “Bassie?” The floorboards creaked under Vee’s mechanical weight as she carefully walked over wires to her door. She opened it- and saw- nothing. “Bassie? Is this some sort of sick joke?” Vee sputtered. ‘No, Bassie wouldn’t do this.’ Vee huffed as she closed the door. She stared at the piece of wood for a few seconds, and started to turn back to her bed. She wasn’t able to though, since she was thwacked on the head with something she couldn’t find in her database. Vee woke up in a white room with ichor spatters on the floor and a big glass window in the front. Her tail had been chopped off- for some reason. She winced as she got up. “Vee version one.” Vee’s eyes darted to a speaker in the upper corner of the room. She saw a shadow loom from the window. “It’s your lucky day! Ready to be experimented with ichor?” Vee knew that voice. ‘Is that?-‘ Before Vee could even answer, one of the ichor puddles erupted into the figure that Vee had guessed Rodger. ‘So that’s where he went,’ Vee thought with anger. “Rodger, please hit the green tv with your eye beam thing. And don’t miss!” The voice called. Vee watched in awe as the twisted did her bidding. Rodger flashed his light beam, hitting Vee in the chest- causing her to stumble back. “Who are you?” Vee roared. “I’ll have to keep that secret, so you don’t go telling rumors. Rodger, that’s enough.” The twisted slowly went back into the puddle, making gurgling sounds as it disappeared under the surface. “Let me just- WHOA-!” The voice called. She had slipped and pressed- what Vee guessed, a red button. The shadow fixed her glasses and stared at Vee in awe. Vee turned around, and what she saw was a giant hand ripping a whole through the ceiling. It had wrapped its fingers around Vee’s waist, its grip tight as it pulled her from the room. Vee saw a glimpse of what seemed stars- like a void. She was getting ripped out of time and space. Vee choked a sob before her screen turned dark.