The Blueberry Factory rough draft

The Blueberry Factory

Pam looked through chain linked fence. “There it is.” She pointed at the broken down factory in the distance. “Told you I found a sweet looking pad.”

Quin shook her head. “I don’t know. Place looks spooky.” She rested her hands on the fence. “Besides look at the no trespassing sign.”

Pam turned her head. “Oh come on. That thing has a major layer of rust on it.” She pulled herself up the fence. “You are not scared are you?”

“No? Quin looked around. “I just think there are better areas to hang out.” She put her hands into her pockets. “Besides we go to far into these forsaken areas it will be hard to practice for the gaming tormenent next week.”

Pam jumped down and landed on the other side of the fence. “Hey I have a hotspot in my backpack remember. We are going out there to practice on our own and get a leg up on the comption now come on. Are you scared that the place is going to be haunted or something?”

Quin narrowed her eyes. “No.” She began to climb the fence. “But I still think we should be carful.”

Pam narrowed her amber eyes. “Why? We are the only ones here.”

“Because. Ouff.” Quin shook her head after she landed on the ground. “Weird things have been happening lately. Didn’t you see the news yesterday? That poor reporter turned into a massive blueberry.”

Pam snorted. “I am sure that was a plublicity stunt. People can’t turn into blueberries.”

“Still I think we should be carful.” She took a tentative step forward.

Pam laughed. “It will be fine.” She patted Quin on the back. “Now let’s go explore for a bit. I want to find a place to set up before nightfall.” She ran off towards the broken factory doorway. “This is so cool. Come on Quin.”

“Coming.” She scratched her arm as she walked towards the factory.

The pair entered the building. Pam’s boots crushed aincent glass as they walked through the dim light. Rusted pipes snaked through the complex and long stopped conveory belts sat with coroaded boxes still on them. Pam rushed over to one of them. “Hey maybe we can get lucky.” She threw the grimy cover open and a bunch of blue flies flew out.

Quin winced. “Ugh I hate bugs.”

Pam laughed. “It is alright. They are not going to hurt you.” She turned her head and looked into the box. “Hey it is empty.”

“What do you expect? This place must be a hundred years old? Do you expect to find anything?”

Pam narrowed her eyes at Quin. “Hey I am sure we can find something. Besides we will find a sweet room to ourselves here so it won’t be a total loss. Oww.” Pam shook her hand. “One of those damn flies bit me.”

Quin hugged herself. “I told you that those damn things were nothing but trouble.”

“It is fine. Really.” She walked towards a nerby doorway. “Now let’s explore more of the factory shall we?”

“Huh fine.” She followed Pam deeper into the complex. They passed through rooms filled with broken siloes, rusted and corroded machinery and strange looking symbols. Quin scratched at her dark hair as they passed through the stragne rooms.

“Who do you think ran this place?”

“I don’t know. I don’t recognize the insgina’s around here.” She threw up her hands. “A round blue ball with three lines through the center? Who ever had a sybol like that for their brand. It is crazy.”

Pam rushed towards a ramp on the other end at the other end of the room. “Hey look at this.” She tried the rusted door. “I bet if we could get in here it would be perfect for our gaming sessions.”

Quin narrowed her green eyes. “But the lock looks rusted shut.”

Pam gripped the handle. “With just a bit of effort. Ughh.” She pulled as hard as she could. “We can get inside.” Quin put her hands over her ears as the door slowly opened, the hidges making a horrible screeching sound as it did so. “There we go.”

Quin walked up. “It looks like some kind of control room.”

“Perfect place to set up don’t you think?” She walked inside and set her backpack down. “Maybe there will even be some phehestoric outlets or something like that.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a flashlight. “Let’s look around shall we?” Pam turned on the light and turned around. “Wow.”

Quin crossed her arms. “I don’t think this is a control room.” She walked over to the table in the center of the room. “Looks more like a break room of some kind.”

“Oh ya. Then what are all these musty pages and books doing here?” She opend up one of the musty tomes. “There isn’t to much I can read here. Hmm.” She put her finger on the page. “We are in the process of shutting down the factory. Dispite our advancements in blueberry production we have had some acidents and it is no longer profitable to keep the factory running. Tomorrow morning I shall start a sweep of the building to try and make sure all the vats are sealed so no more acidents can happen in the future.”

“Sounds creepy.” Pam pulled out her laptop. “What do you think it means?”

“I don’t care what it means. I think we should head back. It is clear this place was shut down for a reason.”

Pam laughed. “Hey that was many, many years ago.”

“Umm Pam.”

“We are completely safe here.” She pressed the power button on her laptop.

“Pam.”

“Now get out your lap top and let’s get some practice in.”

“Pam!”

She threw up her arms. “What?”

Quin pointed at her. “Your arms. They are turning blue.”

“Oh they are not. You are just paronid.” She turned back towards her compturer. “Get your laptop out while I set up the hopstpot. I hope we get respetion in here.”

Quin walked over and grabbed Pam’s arm. “I am serious. Look at yourself.”

“Hey let go of me.” She pulled away from Quin. “What has gotten into you. When we get online I don’t want any of this bullshit.”  She pointed at her friend. “You hear me. Huh?” Pam noticed the strange blue rash creaping down her arm towards her hand. “What in the world is that?”

Quin narrowed her eyes. “That is what I was trying to tell you about you stubborn pig head.”

“Well help get this crud off of me.” Pam scratched at her arms. “Hurry.”

“I don’t know what I am supposed to do.” She sat down in one of the moldy chairs. “Maybe nothing bad will happen?”

Pam slammed her hand down on the table. “Bad? I am turning blue. Look at me.”

Quin nodded her head. “Ya. Your face is starting to look all purple and stuff.”

“What am I going to do?” Pam put her face into her hands. “I can’t go out in public like this.”

“Smile.” Pam winced as Quin snapped a photo on her phone.

“Hey. Give me that thing.”

Quin jumped to her feet. “Nope.” She looked up at the ceiling. “Well maybe if you do something.”

“Ugh what?” She paced back and forth. “Anything so I don’t look like a smurf on the internet.”

Quin smiled. “You agree that coming here was a horrible idea. We leave immedietly and never try and come back to this horid place again. Once we are saftly back at my house then and only then will I delete the photo.”

“But this was to be our new hang out spot.”

Quin turned around. “Hmm maybe Christen would love to see this.”

“Oh hell no. You are not sending that to her.” Pam reached for the phone. “We were roomates in collage for one year. That does not mean you keep sending random photos to her.”

“Well then promise me that we won’t come back here.” Quin crossed her arms.

“Ugh fine.” She scratched at her chest. “I am starting to feel weird anyways so we should get going.”

“Weird? You mean besides being entirely blue?” She ran her hands along Pam’s hair. “I mean even your hair.”

“Hey.” She pushed Quin away. “Don’t touch me.” Pam shook her head. “And my hair is not blue. Ughh.” She put her hands on the table. “My stomch feels so ugh full.” She narrowed her eyes at her bangs as they fell in front of her face. “Oh come on.”

Quin chuckled as she patted Pam on the back. “I told you. Now come on. Let’s get out of here while there is still daylight.” She narrowed her eyes. “Hey are you alright?” She sniffed the air around her. “Why do I smell blueberries all of a sudden?”

Pam sat down and rubbed her stomch. “Ugh. Everything is so tight.” Her eyes widdend. “I think I am swelling.”

Quin took a few steps back. “Oh my god. You are. You belly is expanding outward.”

Pam pressed down on her chest. “Well make it stop.” She groaned. “Ugh it feels like something is slowly filling up my insides.” She ran her hands along her hips. “Wait it isn’t just my belly that is expanding out.” She stood up. “My whole entire waist is getting bigger. Oh my god.” She ran her hands along her waist as her jeans began to rip and tear.

Quin gave Pam a half smile. “Umm I don’t know if we can stop it.”

Pam grabbed her friend. “We have to try something.” Quin’s eyes went wide. “I can’t just keep growing and growing like this.” She winced as the button on her jeans ripped apart.

“I can try and put a tube in you and see if you leak out.”

Pam waved her arms and wided her stance. “Oh no. Don’t you dare.”

“We have to try something. Unless you want to keep growing.” Quin chuckeled.

“Well you are not sticking holes in my body. I feel like I am going to burst as it is.”

“Ok, ok” Quin gently push Pam who waved her arms about for balance. “We can figure something else out.”

After she had stabilized herself Pam narrowed her eyes at Quin. “Don’t even touch me again. I could topple over and never get up.” She looked down. “I am so big. My legs are vanishing into my waist. My butt is growing and my breasts are swelling. My chest looks like I swallowed a massive beach ball.” She groaned. “And I just keep going. I look like that poor news reporater. I am turning into a blueberry. I don’t want to be a blueberry.”

Quin walked back towards the door. “I umm will be right back.” She rushed out the door.

“Hey don’t leave me.” Pam tried to take a step forward but the weight of her body was to much, she quickly fell onto her chest and bounched on the ground. “Ouff.” She put her hands on the cold floor as her blueberry stained t-shirt began to rip and tear. “Great.” She tried to pull her shirt over her swelling body but the effort was in vain. Slowly but surly her body became more and more spherical. Pam took deep breaths in and out as she tried to keep calm. “You will get through this. Don’t worry.”

Dust suddenly filled her vision as a loud crashing sound rang through Pam’s ears. She tried to cover her ears but her body was to round and her arms could no longer reach her head. Instead she dug her head into her blue body.

“Well are you ready to get out of here Pam? Oh wow you are really big now.” She looked up to see Quin holding a sledge hammer.

“You came back.”

Quin walked forward and tapped Pam on her round body. “I wasn’t going to leave you. I just had to figure out how to get you out of here.”

“We could have gotten a head start of that.” Pam narrowed her eyes.

Quin walked around to the back side of Pam and began to push. “I needed to make sure I could roll you out of here first.”

“Or?”

“Don’t think about that. Just think about soaking in that crisp evening air when we get out. That is what blueberries like right.”

“Yaaa.” Pam shook her head. “Wait no.” She closed her eyes as her head rolled against the pavment; when Pam came out on the other side she sighed. “Don’t say stuff like that. I don’t want to think like a blueberry. I am not a blueberry ok.”

Quin laughed. “Alright. Alright.” She sighed. “Nice blue tits though.”

“Quin!”

She laughed. “What. I am just giving you a complent. They are huge after all.”