FTEC, Friday Night

[drlambert]

She'd been able to hear the commotion from her basement apartment, but it wasn't until the sun had set that she was able to see the cause -- or what was left of it. Globs of jello still littered the street, and the air smelled faintly of fruit punch. She frowned. What was this town throwing at them now -- literally?

Arriving at the clinic, she quickly settled in to take care of the damages caused by the latest attack.

She'd never look at jello the same way again.