When Rain awoke, she was being dragged across the bed. She watched as Cara got further away from her.
Above, she saw her friend Holly, who was the one dragging her. The two gathered around with a couple other people near the edge of the bed, all of them watching as Rain recovered her strength.
"One Hell of a way to get laid." Holly joked, helping Rain sit up. Holly was the only other person, besides Zack, who knew how she felt about Cara.
"Shut up..." Rain groaned. She was exhausted and could barely speak, let alone sit up. Unsurprisingly, Rain passed back out.
When she awoke, much later, her and the others had made their way onto the kitchen table. The group of about 10 different people were positioned in the center, waiting for Cara to arrive.
Rain, able to consciously stand and move, approached the group to see what was going on. "What's the plan, now?" She asked. In honesty, Rain wasn't even scared anymore, just pessimistic. Whatever plan this was, she was certain it would fail.
Holly, however, was not. Holly was the one who came up with the idea, after watching Rain dangle off of Cara's ass.
"Once Cara gets here," Holly explained in front of everyone, "We're going to climb her. I don't care what's going on, or what she's doing. Out of all of us, at least one of us is bound to get to her ear and shout at the top of your lungs. Get her attention, no matter what!" Holly seemed so certain that Rain didn't want to stop her.
And so, they waited. Hours passed, but eventually Cara came back. She had a microwave dinner, something fast and lazy. She, too, was tired, not paying much attention to her food, but rather to her phone.
The group charged in the shadows, making sure not to get seen by Cara and crushed. As Rain moved towards her, she couldn’t help but look up at Cara. As deadly as she was, at the end of all this, none of it was on purpose. She was still Rain’s friend, and never even knew how many people she’d killed so far. That, and Cara only had on a bra, so the view was incredible.
Rain landed on Cara’s boobs, along with most everyone else. A few landed lower, and a couple even hit collarbone level. Rain bounced when she landed, nearly slipping down further, to certain doom. Looking down, it seemed scarier to slip between Cara’s boobs and suffocate than fall towards her lap.
Rain pushed upwards, scaling Cara’s chest and reaching her neck. Cara had shoulder length hair, so the group reached that pretty fast.
The amount of people climbing must have felt like something to Cara, because she ran her hand through her hair, adjusting it.
Rain watched as people were caught by Cara’s hand, getting stuck and pushed deeper into her hair. Some, though, were a little less lucky. One girl, who Rain didn’t know, got stuck on Cara’s finger, and fell down Cara’s back as her hand pulled out of her hair. Rain isn’t sure if she survived, but she guessed not.
Others fell forwards as Cara’s hair fell back down after her hand let go. A couple fell down into Cara’s food, getting scooped up into her next bite.
They fought for freedom from the fork, struggling against the spaghetti, but it was no use. Faster than they could struggle, the fork was in Cara’s mouth.
They were tossed around on Cara’s tongue as it absorbed the taste of the food. Before long it tossed them onto her molars like nothing. No matter how loud they screamed and tried to free themselves it was no use. Cara couldn’t feel or hear them, nor did she care.
One of the two managed to get halfway out of Cara’s molars’ grasp, only to get chopped in half, left to bleed out between Cara’s tongue and teeth, or get tossed back into the fray, screaming for help from the oblivious girl eating dinner.
Rain couldn’t stop climbing, though. No matter the cost. She gripped Cara’s hair tight, hoping at the very least she could get to Cara’s ear.
She was nearly to her ear when her hand came back to push the hair out her face. Rain saw it coming, and in one last hail mary, leaped from Cara’s hair to her ear.
She didn’t make it. Seeing the ear slip away, Rain refused to die. She reached out towards Cara’s earring, hanging from a dangly alien ear piercing.
Rain shouted at the top of her lungs, praying she would be heard. “CARA! CARA ITS RAIN!” At this point Rain was one of a few left. That last adjustment took out most of who was left, and Rain herself was barely hanging on.
Holly was the other person left, just about to make the jump into Cara’s ear. “Hold on Rain! I promise you’ll be okay! Both of us will!” Holly jumped into Cara’s ear, shouting out her name.
It was certainly enough, but not at all understandable. To Cara, all she could hear was a tiny squeaking, and an itch in her ear.
Holly watched on in paralyzed fear as Cara’s finger launched itself into her ear. With nowhere to go, Holly was pressed against the massive ear canal, screaming louder as Cara crushed her with her finger, and tore open her guts with her fingernail as she took it out.
Left bleeding out, Holly laid in Cara’s ear, refusing to try and speak again. Rain, though, had better ideas. She continued screaming from her spot on Cara’s earring, hoping to get Cara to hear her.
“CARA! IT’S RAIN! I’M DANGLING FROM YOUR FUCKING EARRING! HEAR ME! HEAR ME FUCKING PLEASE!” She began to swing back and forth on her earring, drawing what was probably unwanted attention to herself.
Cara paused, her hand was halfway to her ear again, but she swore she heard someone. She swore it was Rain. “Rain?” She asked aloud.
“YES! YES ABSOLUTELY YES! I’M HERE! I’M HANGING FROM YOUR STUPID EARRING! YOUR LEFT EAR!”
Cara’s hand gently hovered beneath her earring, waiting for Rain to get on. Gently, Cara brought Rain down into view, staring at her bewildered. It was only a second, but Cara couldn’t help but laugh.
The sound was deafening to Rain, as Cara laughed and shook lightly with laughter. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, it’s just, how did you get so fucking small?” Cara asked between laughter. It was morbid, and terrifying to Rain. Cara really could kill her without a second thought, on purpose or not.
So, as was the course of action, Rain explained the day’s events.