Widdle Wuna

“Wake up, Lori. For the love of God, woman, wake up!”

Lori’s eyelids blinked rapidly as she was shaken awake by someone grabbing her by the shoulders. Her bleary vision and the darkness of the room rendered the stranger practically invisible to her. Their feet pressed against both sides of her body as they stood over her; whoever it was had to be very short.

“Lori!” the stranger said again in a frantic whisper. This time, Lori was able to recognize the voice.

“Lisa?” Lori asked. “Is that you?”

“Quiet!” Lisa hissed. “Do you want to wake up Leni?”

“Leni’s here?” Lori asked again, this time keeping her voice low. “When did everybody come back?”

“Approximately two hours after you went to bed.” Lisa’s facial expression slowly came into focus as Lori’s vision adjusted to the darkness. All color had drained from her face, and her forehead glistened from the film of fresh sweat that coated it.

“Lisa, you look awful. Did they–” Lori paused as she considered the unthinkable. All moisture evaporated from her mouth, which made her next words sound raspy and brittle. “Were you spotted at all?”

“Negative. The procedure was a success. I had just finished sealing off the last of Luna’s remains inside the vats once our relations returned. I then proceeded upstairs to the abandoned bedroom and eliminated all traces of biomaterial from the area. Nobody bothered to enter, so my work was uninterrupted. Afterwards, I returned to my own domicile for some much needed rest…”

Lisa’s gaze slowly drifted to the side as her words trailed off. She brought her hands together, her fingers fumbling against each other while she nervously muttered incoherent nothings under her breath. Now it was Lori’s turn to take her sister by the shoulders and shake her back to reality.

“Focus, Lisa. Tell me what happened.”

Lisa blinked a few times and inhaled deeply. “When I entered, I noticed immediately that my drawers and cabinets had all been opened, and their contents in disarray. The work of an intruder while I was away! I then set to work on taking inventory to see if had been robbed.”

“And were you?”

Lisa’s eyes hardened behind her glasses. “The arm is gone, Lori. Someone in this house has Lily’s arm.”