He had tried to run. He had tried to hide. But it was no use, it was never any use. The advance invading force of the Delmondians were relentless. Already over 40% of the worlds population had been caught by the fearful 'femmemould' the crawling, unsleeping tar like substance that once in contact with you never lets go, that covers and infiltrates everybody it comes in contact with. He knew his fate was already sealed, He had seen the warning films that the world's governments had issued. He knew he was lost, and that soon the mould would form him into whatever shape the Delmondians wanted, and that the 'persuaders' would be upon him with their 'peaceful hegemony helmet' to alter his thoughts as much as his body.
He was petrified, but then the mould slipped inside him, and he realised that there could be worse ends.
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