Maybe its gas?

Unending BE - episode 41778

Melissa staggers backwards, bracing herself against the wall, her face turns a shade of red as she coughs up plumes of blue haze. "A-are you okay?" You ask, lending an arm to support her. "Fuck!" she grumbles horsely, "What the hell was that...?" "Uh, I guess you better sit down." Seeing as how the old benches in the hallways had been torn up at the begining of the school year, you help her into the girl's locker room, eager to have an excuse for once. But the locker room is empty, you silently swear to yourself. Spotting an old green-chiped bench, you set Melissa down and thump her on the back repeatedly. "Ouch! That hurts!" Mellissa shoats, shoving you to the floor with supprising strength. "Uh," you studder, "I was just trying to help." "Well, your not helping, chiken-shit." Obviously she is pissed at times like this. Melissa's coughing ceases, but beads of sweat are on her forehead. Her breathing is rough, and she leans on her knees for support. "Should I go, uh, get the nurse?" "Whatever." You hesitently make your way towards the door, wondering if you'd have an excuse to skip class if you stayed around and helped for awhile. The door handle makes a clinking noise. "Hey, the door's jammed. Is there any others out of here?" "No.." Melissa grunts in a tone of anoyment that you should speak at all. Suddenly realisation dawns on her. "Its JAMMED? Mother fuck-" Melissa groans in pain, and practically keels over. You stay in your place, not sure of what to do or say. "God... goddamnit..." Melissa croaks. Just then, you notice something strange about her. The hairs on her exposed forearm seem to be moving back and forth, like some sort of stop-motion documentary. Her skin flushes with a deep color, a slight glaze of sweat covering her and soaking her tight clothes. You freeze dumbly, having no clue what do do in this situation. You glance over her, her hands looking somewhat swolen, and disproportioned to her arms. Melissa clutches her stomach and begins to bawl in pain. "Uh, uh... what should I do?" You ask. "I.. feel like Im gonna fucking explode!" Melissa shoats.

  1. *What else can you do? Maybe its just a chick thing.
  2. Try to break the door down.
  3. Try to find some other way out.
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Sat Oct 2 20:13:30 1999