GC - Human snail
In a luxury hotel room bathed in warm, golden tones, Claudia sits in an armchair. She is wearing a pair of stunning, sky-high stilettos.
Suddenly, she frowns. Strange sounds faint cracking noises and wet, sliding movements echo around her. Curious and slightly annoyed, Claudia rises slowly. Her heels click against the polished wooden floor.
That is when she discovers, with disgust, that her room is infested with tiny human-snails, barely larger than insects. These small hybrid creatures possess the bodies of naked men and golden snail shells. They crawl across the floor, yet Claudia does not even realize they are men; to her, they are merely horrible, slimy little critters.
Her face contorts in revulsion.
Without a shred of mercy, she begins to crush them one by one beneath her stilettos. The wet, crunching sound of shattering shells rings out with every step. Her shoes grind the tiny bodies under their soles. She walks slowly through the room, methodically crushing every human-snail that crosses her path. Some try desperately to flee, but to no avail.
The tiny, high-pitched screams of the little men, begging for their lives, are far too faint for her to hear.
Claudia continues her meticulous hunt, a faint, satisfied smile playing on her lips, savoring the pleasure of ridding her room of these parasites.