Slimed E-Book

Erik Seifert

• Herausgeber: epubli
• Kategorie: Abenteuer, Thriller, Horror
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 175

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

Slimed A mysterious slime appears on a quiet pond shore and becomes an unstoppable threat. Two children, Benni and Tina, have no idea that their harmless discovery of the secret mass will bring about the end of their world. As the slime grows larger and threatens all life, the children begin to desperately search for a way to stop it. But the more they learn, the more they discover that slime isn't just slime.

Leseprobe

Title:Slimed

Author:Erik Seifert

Biography:

Erik Seifert was born in Berlin in 1983 and grew up in a small town in eastern Germany. Even as a child, he was fascinated by dark stories and nature, which led him to put his experiences and thoughts into words at an early age. After graduating from high school, he decided against studying and worked in various fields, including as a photographer and in the IT industry. Erik developed a passion for writing stories that oscillate between horror, thriller and science fiction. In his spare time, he wrote novels and short stories, often dealing with human fear and the dark side of nature.

Erik now lives in a remote village in Brandenburg, where he continues to work on his captivating stories.

Chapter 1: At the Pond Shore

The afternoon sun was burning down from the sky, but Benni and Tina didn't mind. They were on a mission. Armed with shovels, a small bucket and lots of childlike curiosity, they were looking for adventure as they made their way along the muddy bank of the pond. The smell of algae and rotting wood hung in the air, but the two children hardly noticed it. "Benni, be careful, you're about to step in dog shit!" Tina laughed as she saw her five-year-old friend quickly stepping in a steaming pile with his new sneakers. "Shit, Tina! Why do you have to say that so loudly? My mother will kill me if I get my shoes dirty." Benni tried desperately to avoid the spot and promptly slipped on a muddy stone. With a loud splash, he landed in the water.

"Haha, you look like a muddy turnip!" Tina held her stomach from laughing while Benni stood up and looked at his completely dirty sweater. "Shut up, you old goat," he hissed as he reached for his shovel that had fallen into the water. "Come on, let's keep looking. I bet there are tadpoles or something here."

"Maybe we'll find a body," said Tina, her eyes flashing with adventure. "My brother said there was a guy who got drunk here once. His head apparently exploded because he was lying in the water for so long." She grinned broadly. "That's really gross, isn't it?" “You are really disgusting,” muttered Benni, butsecretly he found the idea exciting. He looked around and suddenly hit something soft with the shovel. It didn't feel like a stone, nor like mud. It was... glittery.

"Tina, look! What is that?" Benni knelt down and pulled a slimy, shimmering object out of the water. It was transparent and wafted slightly, as if it had a life of its own. The slime shone in the sun like oil on a puddle and felt cold and strangely alive. "Oh, wow! That must be frogspawn!" Tina leaned forward curiously and quickly poked her nose into the slime. "Smell it! It smells kind of... weird." She sniffed and pulled a face. "Wow, that smells like my grandma's litter box."

"I don't think that's frogspawn," said Benni skeptically as he put the slimy thing in the bucket. It seemed to move, as if it were breathing. "Maybe it's from an alien," he added with a crooked grin. "Foreigners? Dude, shut up. You really watch too many films!" Tina put her hands on her hips and laughed. "That's just normal frog spawn. Maybe they'll grow up to be monster frogs. They can bite you in the ass!"

"You're so stupid," Benni muttered, but he couldn't help but laugh. He poured some water into the bucket so the creeping thing wouldn't dry out. "Let's take it home." My mom will definitely know what it is."

"Sure. Your mother will definitely be thrilled if you show up with glittery stuff." Tinarolled his eyes, but grabbed the bucket anyway. "Okay, let's go then. But if that thing explodes or something, it's your turn!" On the way back to the house they chatted about all sorts of things. Tina told them about a horror film she had secretly watched at her big brother's house, and Benni boasted about how he had once caught a frog and flushed it down the toilet.

"You're such a psycho," Tina said, but she laughed. "You'll probably grow up to be a serial killer or something."

"You're just jealous because I have more courage than you," Benni replied. "You don't even dare to go into the basement when the lights are off." “Oh, shut up, Benni!” Tina nudged him in the side, but she had to admit that she had a little respect for her cheeky friend.

When they arrived at Benni's house, a wild feeling crept into their hearts. The slime had moved further in the bucket. It was as if it had expanded, taken up more space. But they kept quiet about it. Maybe it was just their imagination.

Benni opened the front door and called for his mother. "Mom, we found something!" Can you take a look?" His mother, a young woman with tired eyes and a nervous smile, came out of the kitchen. "What have you put up now? If you bring bugs into the house again, I'll throw you out!"

“No beetle! Look.” Benni held out the bucket to her and she stared in disbelief at the slimy contents."What the... That's disgusting. Where did you get that?"

"From the pond," said Tina proudly. "That's frogspawn. Benni will breed tadpoles."

"You're crazy," Benni's mother muttered, but she couldn't hide her curiosity. "Okay, I'll pour it into something bigger." But don't worry if it starts to stink!"

She took a large punch bowl out of the cupboard, filled it with water and poured the slime into it. The mass expanded and seemed satisfied. "Well, have fun with it," she said dryly. "But if that thing gives me trouble, it's out!"

Benni and Tina grinned at each other. She had no idea what horror she had just let into her life.

Chapter 2: The Punch Bowl

Benni's mother stood in the kitchen and stared at the punch bowl that she had just filled halfway with water. "This is the stupidest thing I've ever done," she muttered as she stirred the bowl with a wooden spoon to test the temperature. "As if that thing is really frogspawn. They're probably bringing some crap into my house."

Benni stood next to him, his face flushed with excitement. The bucket of glittering slime was in his small hands, and he watched as his mother shook her head skeptically. "Come on, Mom! You said we could do experiments!"

"Yes, but I meant something like baking soda and vinegar. Not that... gooey stuff." She sighed and pointed to the bowl. "Fine. But if it starts to smell or comes alive, it's out. And I mean that literally, Benni."

"It won't stink!" Benni was sure. Tina stood behind him, her arms crossed, and snorted. "That's frogspawn. You'll see, Mrs. Meier, in a few days there will be tadpoles swimming around in it. Totally cool."

"Yeah, totally cool, repeat," said Benni's mother sarcastically as she took the bucket. She carefully tipped the slimy contents into the bowl. The slime slid out like a living lump that immediately expanded in the water. It looked bigger than it had in the bucket and was wafting slightly, as if it wanted to settle down.

"That looks really disgusting," she said, stepping back. "I hope you know what you're doing."

"Of course we know that!" Benni grinned, but Tina gave him an uncertain look. The slime shimmered in the light of the kitchen lamp, and for a moment she thought she saw small bubbles on its surface that looked like eyes. She shook the thought away. "Okay, this is going into your room now, Benni," said his mother, carefully lifting the bowl. "But don't let this thing fall over. I'm not going to clean the whole carpet."

Benni ran ahead and opened the door to his small room. It was chaotic as always: toys were lying everywhere and the walls were covered with posters of dinosaurs and superheroes. His mother put the bowl on his desk, right next to a half-empty packet of cookies and a stack of coloring books. "So. "That's your problem now, Benni," she said, wiping her hands on her apron. "But if I see anything crawling around here, it's going to be thrown out." Got it?"

“Understood!” Benni nodded eagerly, his eyes shining with excitement.

"Then I'm curious to see how long this will last." With these words, his mother left the room. Tina remained standing and looked at the bowl suspiciously. “Do you think this is really frogspawn?” she finally asked.

“Sure! What else could it be?” Benni stared, fascinated, at the slime that moved slightly in the water as if it had a rhythm of its own. "Maybe it's... I don't know, a virus or something." My dad says the scientists poured some kind of chemical into the water. Maybe that's how it happened."

"Tina, stop your nonsense." Benni grabbed a wooden ruler and gently poked the bowl. The slime didn't react, but remained still, as if it were sleeping. "See? Completely harmless. In a few days we'll have tadpoles, and then you can apologize." Tina crossed her arms and snorted. "If you say so. But if the thing explodes or something, then I don't want to be blamed."

Benni ignored her and continued to stare into the bowl as if he was expecting something exciting to happen at any moment. After a while, Tina said goodbye and went home, while Benni stayed alone in his room.

Night came, and with it the uneasy feeling that crept like a shadow into Benni's mind. He lay in his bed, wrapped in his dinosaur sheets, and stared at the bowl that glittered in the pale light of his night lamp. The slime seemed bigger than before. "That's normal," he whispered to himself. "It's just growing because it has water." But he couldn't take his eyes off it.

At some point he drifted off into a strange dream. He was standing by a huge pond covered in mistThe water was dark, and on its surface were huge, glittering creatures with glowing eyes. They looked at him as if they knew him, and in the distance he heard a deep, booming sound, like a heartbeat. Benni woke up drenched in sweat. His eyes immediately fell on the bowl. The slime was still there, but now it seemed to be pulsating slightly, as if it were alive. "You're only imagining it," Benni mumbled and pulled the blanket over his head. But a dark, vague fear was gnawing at the back of his mind that he couldn't shake.

Chapter 3: Fish Food

The next morning dawned and Benni jumped out of bed, excited for the next phase of his "experiment". The bowl on his desk was still there, but the slime had expanded again. It seemed thicker, shinier, and was pulsating slightly, as if it had some kind of rhythm. "Tina will be amazed," Benni muttered to himself as he hastily got dressed. His mother called from the kitchen that breakfast was ready, but he didn't have time for that. Today he would take care of his glittering find.

Tina was already waiting outside on the street corner. She was chewing on a piece of gum and holding a small fabric backpack in her hand. "Have the tadpoles hatched yet?" she asked with a cheeky grin. “Not yet, but it will be.” “Come on, we have to go to the pet shop,” Benni replied.

“Pet shop? What do you want there?” Tina gave him a skeptical look.

"Fish food. That's logical. They need something to eat, otherwise they'll die before they even become tadpoles."

"You're really a bird." Tina shrugged her shoulders, but followed him without further protest. The pet shop was a few streets away and was a small, musty shop that smelled of hay, bedding and animal urine. Cages with chirping birds hung on the walls, and from a terrarium a fat green lizard watched the children withlazy eyes.

"Wow, look at him," said Tina, pointing to the lizard. "He looks like Mr. Schulze, our math teacher."

Benni burst out laughing before pulling himself together and addressing the owner of the shop, an older man with thinning hair and a face that looked like leather. "Excuse me, we need fish food." The man gave them a suspicious look. "You have fish?" “Uh, yes! Of course we have fish!” Benni nodded vigorously, while Tina bit her tongue to stop herself from laughing.

"Hm. Okay." The man handed them a small can of colorful flakes. "This should be enough. But don't overfeed them, or your aquarium will tip over." “Thank you!” Benni quickly paid with the money he had received from his mother and pulled Tina out of the store before the man could ask any more questions.

"Fish, right? "You're so bad at lying," Tina giggled when they were back on the street. "Oh, shut up. Now come on, I'll try this stuff and see if it works."

Back in Benni's room, she sits down in front of the bowl. The slime had changed again. It seemed to quickly cling to the sides of the bowl, as if it was trying to take up the space completely. “That looks… different,” Tina said hesitantly. "That's probably normal," said Benni, although he wasn't sure either. He opened the can of fish food and carefully sprinkled a small amount into the bowl. The colorful flakes slowly sink to the surface of the slime. For a moment nothing happened. Then the slime began to move. Very slowly, quickly, imperceptibly, it drew the flakes into itself, as if it were sucking them up.

“See? They’re eating!” Benni clapped his hands enthusiastically.

"Yes... but it looks kind of weird." Tina narrowed her eyes. The mucus had completely absorbed the flakes and now it began to pulsate faster. It was as if it was reacting to the food.

“Maybe they’ll grow faster if they have something to eat,” Benni thought.

“Or they’ll mutate into monsters and eat us,” Tina said dryly, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the bowl. The two children watched the slime for a while, but were eventually interrupted by Benni's mother, who stormed into the room. "What are you doing up here?" I told you to... Oh God, it's gotten even bigger!" “That’s good, Mom! That means they’re healthy.” Benni grinned broadly.

“Healthy? This thing looks like it’s about to overflow!” She stepped closer to the bowl andstared in disbelief at the slime that now reached almost to the edge. "What did you put in there?"

“Just fish food. It makes sense, doesn’t it?” Benni looked at her as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"I don't know what you're thinking, but if that thing drops a drop on the carpet, it'll be thrown out!" And I mean that, Benni!" She shook her head and left the room.

“She just doesn’t get it,” Benni muttered as the door closed behind his mother.

"Benni," Tina said quietly. "I don't think that was a good idea."

"Oh, come on! It'll be fine. Wait a few days and there'll be tadpoles swimming around."

Tina wanted to object, but she said nothing. Instead, she continued to stare at the slime, which now seemed even more alive. An uneasy feeling stirred in her stomach, but she pushed it aside. It was just frogspawn... right?

Chapter 4: The Cleaning Lady

It was a quiet morning and the Meier family's house was quiet. Only the gentle hum of the vacuum cleaner broke the silence while Mrs Schmitz, the cleaning lady, took care of the cleanliness like every Wednesday. She was a robust woman in her late fifties with a penchant for loud swearing and a strong sense of order.

"I swear, people these days!" I have to do everything myself! How can you leave such a mess behind?" Mrs. Schmitz wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and grabbed the vacuum cleaner. She had just finished the kitchen and the living room and was now approaching her next destination: Benni's room. "The little rascal," she muttered as she opened the door and found the familiar mess. Toys were lying everywhere, the edge of the carpet was covered in crumbs, and the musty smell of child sweat and mess filled her nostrils. But all of that faded the moment her eyes fell on the bowl.

The punch bowl was in the middle of the desk, and what she saw in it made Mrs. Schmitz squint. The slime had grown enormously. It had quickly spread to the edge of the bowl, pulsing slightly and shimmering with a strange, unnatural light.

“Well, what kind of mess is this?” Mrs. Schmitz put down the vacuum cleaner and came closer. Her hands were still wrapped in her cleaning gloves, and she pointed with a finger at theBowl. "What a mess! The children really bring everything into the house." The mucus seemed to sense her presence. It contracted slightly for a moment, as if it were breathing, and Mrs. Schmitz paused. "That's not normal..." She leaned forward, sniffed skeptically and pulled a face. "Wow, that smells like a dead fish in the middle of summer!"

She grabbed a rag, determined to get rid of the problem. But the moment she brought the rag near the bowl, the slime reacted. With a frightening speed, part of the mass shot out of the bowl and slapped against her arm.

"What the hell?!" Mrs. Schmitz screamed and pulled her arm back, but the slime clung to her like sticky tar residue. She tried to shake it off, but instead it continued to crawl up her arm, pulled itself up to her shoulder and embraced her like a living mass. "Help! What the hell...?!" Panic spread across her face as the slime moved faster. It covered her chest, crawled down her neck, and grabbed at her face. She flailed, trying to grab it, but her movements became weaker as the slime covered her mouth and nose. There was a dull, happy sound as the slime began to literally absorb Mrs. Schmitz. Her skin seemed to disappear beneath the glistening mass, and a sickening crunching sound filled the room as the slime crushed her bones.

After a few minutes it was over. Nothing remained of Mrs. Schmitz except a pile of bloody, white bones lying on the carpet. The slime had flowed back into the bowl, but it had changed again. It was larger, darker and now pulsated with an eerie intensity, as if it had feasted on its meal.

The door slowly opened and Benni's mother stuck her head in. "Mrs. Schmitz? Are you...?" Her words faltered when she saw the bones and the pool of blood on the carpet. "Oh my God! What happened here?!" But before she could act, the slime turned sugary again. Some of the mass began to spill over the edge of the bowl.

"Benni! BENNI!" she screamed in panic as she slammed the door and ran away. But she had no idea that it was already too late. The slime had decided that the house had become too small for him.

Chapter 5: The First Escalation The slime crawled over the edge of the punch bowl, slowly but purposefully, as if it had a plan. The pulsing, glistening mass slid across the desk, dripped onto the carpet, and began to spread in all directions. The room was silent except for the faint, wet sound of the slime moving along and the occasional crack, the sound of it stretching itself.

Benni's mother had slammed the door to the room and was now standing in the hallway with her hand over her mouth. They didn't know what she had seen, but they knew it wasn't something that belonged in a normal child's room. Her heart pounded in her chest as she fumbled for her cell phone to call the police. "Damn it, what is that?" What is that?" Her voice was a whisper, more to herself than to anyone else. She frantically dialed the number, but before anyone could answer, she heard a loud crash coming from Benni's room.

The door she had just closed was suddenly pushed open from the inside. The slime pushed through the crack in the door, an unstoppable, shining stream. It had doubled in size and was now glittering in waves across the floor, as if it were becoming more intelligent with each passing moment. "No! Stay away!" She backed away, quickly tripping over her own feet and running towards the stairwell. The slime followed her slowly but surely. Behind her she heard the eerie squeaking and cracking that accompanied every movement of the mass.accompanied by