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Female TF : Girl into Demon Monster comic sequence

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Published on Mar 5, 2011

Transforama V contest- Halloween 2009 (intro ↓)
As Lucy's ivory fingers laid motionless on the planchette, Adrian tried to collect his anxiety. Her jet black fingernails seemed like a continuation of the strange markings on the table. Trapped in the piercing glare of her eyes, he couldn't help but remember the time that she proudly told him that "Lucy" was a derivative of Lucifer. Perhaps his friends where right; she wasn't all there. "What am I doing here?" he thought. "I've got nothing in common with her and she's really freaking me out. Yet I can't stop thinking about h-" "Share your nightmare!", Lucy interjected. His trance was broke with the words she uttered.
"Come again?" asked Adrian
"I said 'share your nightmare'. I want you to tell me about the worst nightmare you can ever remember. One that continues to haunt you", Lucy said with a mischievous grin.
"That's kind of personal"
"Come on! As long as we're holding the planchette, the memory of your nightmare will be absorbed into the netherworld and will disappear from your memory. I won't tell a soul. And then, we can release mine".
Adrian closed his eyes, bowed his head and grasped the edge of the table with both hands. With a painful expression, he slowly and brokenly sputtered out "It started with a view of the city from the top of Isabella Park. Dark columns of smoke--like tentacles raised up from the pointed roofs and smokestacks mixed with funnel-like columns draping out from the sky like stalactites; nearly drowning out the royal blue dusk with a charcoal chaotic mess like paint splattered and dripping on a canvas."
Lucy's giddy expression faded to one of mild disturbance as he continued.
"I walked alone down Newcastle road. Not far from this actual house. I can feel every cobblestone under my feet, but the air is motionless, vaguely lit as usual by the poorly maintained street lamps; only the tops of the buildings faded into a smoky fog. The street is empty, void of people, cars, sound."
Lucy gasped a wisp of breath and raised her head. It then occurred to her the fire at the furniture factory earlier that evening; and how the incendiary debris caused calamity for several city blocks, which were being somewhat relieved by an unusual Autumn thunderstorm which was now developing into a mass of cool air funnels and towering anvils.
Adrian's narration continued, though her view of him was now gone. She was transfixed in the atmosphere of his description. With occasional flashes of heat lightning harmonizing his words, he grew more tense and spoke sporadically as his pulsed raced with his breaths, being matched in tandem by Lucy's current state. "My eyes tried to break through the smoky mist to see what was awaiting around the curve". The stark old buildings seeming more menacing than hdp—wuie---e- y kl""""""
She was no longer in her home but standing in the center of her road; several buildings away from her townhouse. The view exactly as it was described by Adrian, who's voice faded to a washed out reverberated shadow; nearly synced with the distant strobes of lightning. He was nowhere in sight but his voice seemed to be coming from the other side of the curve, hidden by the old townhouse blocks.
Adrian stopped speaking as he came to a realization. He was standing in the center of the road; exactly like his dream. "How did I get here? I must be dreaming again! But this is different. This is real! I can read the plaque on the wall. I'm totally cognizant! " He heard a slight rustling, coming from the far side of curved road, hidden by the same buildings that obscured his view from Lucy. "Oh No. NO!!!!"

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