The monster creaks and crackles like a felled tree as it drifts to the slick, rubbery floor, graying before your eyes. Its offspring swarm its crumbling husk like accelerated sea urchins, emitting a cacophony of mournful sighs even as they crunch loudly upon their dying mother with unseen jaws.
KIDNEY STONE MOTHER:
Heh...heh heh......
Serves me right....I guess.....
We're a lot....alike...
You want...the maternity ward....
Don't fail...your larva....
Like I did mine
Heh...heh heh......
Serves me right....I guess.....
We're a lot....alike...
You want...the maternity ward....
Don't fail...your larva....
Like I did mine