The sound of shattering glass and a splash of liquid evacuating one of the tubes was the first sign to the young woman waiting in the control room that something was wrong. As she left her post at the control station and approached the door to the chamber she heard a rather squishy thud as if something heavy had hit the deck inside the puddle of slime that had spilled from the tube. There was a soft groan and she could hear a soft muttering, ?I really hate this part.?

Rounding the corner into the chamber she gasped softly at the naked form of Romax Pol slowly got to his feet, his new body covered in the primordial slime that had surrounded it inside the chamber. The twisted look on his face made the young guardian turn to run but she didn?t get father than two steps before she just froze in mid-skedaddle. Slowly she began to rise up off the floor and when she was more than a foot in the air her body began to writhe and contort in the most unnatural ways. A terrible ear-shattering scream emanated from her throat as the poor thing?s internal organs began to implode quickly, one after the other until she was dead. She hung there limply for a moment before Romax released his hold on her and her body fell to the ground with a sickening thud.

Looking down at himself he sighed and began to, unsuccessfully, wipe at the slime covering him as he headed towards the showers; only the squelching sound of his footsteps remained. There would be hell to pay when he returned to Rhy'din.