Helen looked around the factory, it didn't quite seem to be in production at the moment, but by the same token, it didn't seem to have been shut down for years either. There was no massive layer of dust to be found for example, even if at the moment all of the lights were off meaning that the stretchy superheroine could only see by the light coming in through the windows.
Not only was there a lack of dust, but there was one other great big clue that this place had still been in operation recently, it seemed to be stuffed to the gills with the wonderful smell of freshly cooked muffins. Just breathing in was enough to leave Helen feeling wistful and she couldn't help but wonder if there might be some of them still left laying around.
That was a pipe dream of course if the place really had been closed down for years, but by the same token so much seemed to suggest that the factory had been in operation not so long ago, so it couldn't really hurt to take a look. Besides, given how run down the place was it was unlikely that anyone would be able to properly accuse Helen of trespassing, assuming there was anyone around to accuse her in the first place!
So Elastigirl slowly and carefully extended a leg down to the factory floor and then another before retracting her limbs and lowering herself down to the ground level. She began to poke around inside the factory, wondering what exactly had been going on with this place and why it seemed to have been closed down for so long, and yet still be capable of producing muffins, muffins that someone had made with her especially in mind.
If it hadn't been so long since her last major outing as a superheroine Helen might have been more worried and suspicious, well that and the fact that her belly was full of nice warm muffins left her feeling a bit more at ease with the world and a bit less on edge.
She extended her neck here and there looking for obvious signs of machines that had been in use recently or anyone else who might have still been working inside the factory, and yet no matter how hard she looked and searched she didn't find anything out of the ordinary.
Helen was about to consider the entire thing just one great big waste of time (there weren't even any extra muffins to be found!) when all of a sudden a powerful "WHRRRR" noise began to emerge from the machines that surrounded her.
"What now?" Helen couldn't help but ask even though there clearly wasn't anyone around to answer her.
To Elastigirl's surprise and confusion all of a sudden the factory seemed to spring to life as machines turned on, electrical lights began to glow and conveyor belts began to move seemingly of their own will.
"The factory must be near entirely automated... though that still doesn't explain how those muffins ended up in a basket with my name on it..." Helen pondered as she stood around watching and wondering what would happen next.
Maybe if she didn't leave just yet she might get a chance to meet whoever it was who collected the muffins once they were done baking, or if no one at all showed up, well then it wouldn't be such a horrible thing to help herself to a few more of the tasty treats would it?
The next major event that happened had nothing at all to do with cooking though....
From well concealed hatches in the walls strange gun like devices emerged and since Elastigirl was busy watching the moving conveyor belts she wasn't aware of their presence until it was too late.
The guns made a wet goopy sound when they fired and from their barrels emerged blobs of light brown gunk. Several of them slammed into Elastigirl's back, knocking Helen forward and onto the conveyor belt. Elastigirl used her rubbery powers to twist her head around so she could see what was going on just in time to watch the guns twist and rotate in order to acquire the correct firing angle to blast her body several more times over.
Whatever the strange material was, it might at first look like ordinary cooking dough, but it seemed to harden into concrete that was sticky as superglue! No matter how Helen began to stretch and squeeze her body she wasn't able to slip free, and the conveyor belt she was stuck to was starting to carry her towards one of the factory's many huge machines, Elastigirl had stuck around to try and find out how the factory worked, and now it seemed like she was going to get the ultimate up close and personal experience!
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