There's no way you can turn a blind eye to the catastrophic event before you. Surely you can do some good. As for the specifics of what that good is, you can't say. However, you'll never know what you could have done unless you go out and actually do it, or at least that's what you keep telling yourself. You can't get rid of the nagging doubt in the back of your mind, though. You don't even know how this woman from the news, this Lauraine, got so big, or even what her intentions are. Really, what good can you do when you're just as clueless as the next guy?
Regardless, you press onward, shutting out physical exhaustion. Lauraine has taken a couple of lengthy steps since your hesitation, but something seems to have caught her attention. Leaving her impossibly long legs perfectly straight, Lauraine bends downward at the torso until her body forms a right angle (approximately, of course). As her derriere pokes at the clouds, Lauraine then proceeds to femininely reach for some unfortunate man desperately trying to evade her grasp, her fingers wiggling in anticipation. It does little good, however, as Lauraine plucks her target in mid-stride.
Entirely engulfed within Lauraine's mighty fist, you can only imagine the terror this stranger must feel as he is forced to ascend. You wonder why this man stuck out. Maybe Lauraine knows him? Perhaps he was chosen at random? In any case, you're pretty sure that whatever Lauraine has in store for him, it wasn't going to be pretty.
You stop your pursuit roughly ten feet away from Lauraine's boulderish heel. It's hard to make out, you can barely make out some of the action 135 feet over head.
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