The demon scanned the darkness his eyes glowing softly green, and saw no movement. Although the gym was a great trap with no way to exit easily it was also a challenging environment in that there were so many machines filling the area. They made spotting the girl who had apparently chosen to hide over mindlessly running a challenge. He ad come to this island expecting to have to hunt his prey and this was surely no exception. So, he moved on hoping to catch her moving and waiting for her to make a mistake.

He scanned as he went passing some of the ab machines seeing nothing and scanning the mats off to the right. She probably had no clue what she was dealing with and that fear would certainly wear on her nerves. He chided himself to be patient and she would be his reward. He made it to the back of the gym and started silently as possible opening the door to the volleyball room sticking his head in he notices nothing but the nets, and the ball racks right against the wall. Pulling his head back out he closes the door and releases the handle which makes a soft click.

The noise in the silence seemed deafening, and he quickly turned and froze eyes scanning the dark moonlight that filtered in through the full length windows by the treadmills. Movement was going to be his best chance at finding his elusive prey...

 Alynia hears the soft click of the door which was rather close by and couldn't help but squeak quietly. Her hand quickly flew up to cover her lips wondering if the sound was loud enough to be heard. Alynia silently preyed that whoever whatever it was had left to go into the volley ball courts. What it could be doing there? She had no idea but what ever it was it was much better than discovering her.

Of course Alynia had no idea what it was that appeared to be haunting the gymnasium, but she had a gut feeling that it did not have friendly intentions. 

She got down on her hands and knees and began to quietly crawl in the direction of the exit of the weight room. After a few minutes of rather arduous crawling, she stopped to rest on another softly padded machine. This one did something of a sit up assist bench and many of these were lined up against the mirror. The one she was sitting on 

Alynia blinked her eyes a few times, wondering what time it was. Looking out the window, the night was pitch dark save for the moon. Maybe it was around midnight or so. Either way, she'd be stuck here until the first student came to open the door from the outside next morning. Such a long wait and Alynia was incredibly sleepy. From where she was sitting she had her back against the mirror that reflected the dark images that scattered across the room. It was a decent place to hide, not the best, but Alynia was getting too tired to find a better one.

Laying down onto the sit up bench she convinced herself that it was to lower her visibility when truthfully she just wanted to rest her head. It wasn't long before she drifted off into a shallow, dreamless sleep.  

Her eyes suddenly snapped open after a time. How long had Alynia been out? It didn't seem like long. She sat up slowly and looked around. The room was dark as always even though the moon shined from above. She wanted to get out of here, she wanted to sleep for the night. But Alynia knew that neither of her wants we're on her very short list of options.

The demon shut the door with a soft click and scanned the room. It was possibly his imagination, but he swore to himself that he had heard a tiny noise. It seemed to be coming from the moonlit windows. As he approached, it was only her crawling that had saved her from immediate notice. Scanning the area it seemed clear of his elusive prey.

His love of the hunt was only growing stronger as she played this game of cat and mouse. What he had going for him, was his lack of need for sleep. Needing a few hours rest for many days of activity was a trait that had helped his race control their section of the galaxy. Humans on the other hand, they had fatigue and a need for almost daily sleep hindering their advancement. Many wasted hours in slumber and exercise briefly giving them a rush before amplifying the effect.

Time was certainly his ally as he retraced his steps, glowing eyes hunting back and forth. Time was also the enemy, as his chances at being discovered and the violation of some of the fundamental rules of the island, increased the closer morning came to arriving. It was a time many hours off, but he planned a full workout of his devising for his pet when he caught her and he intended to savor every last moment.

Time continued to pass as he quickly made his way to the other courts and backrooms unaware that his genius prey had simply fallen asleep. He was beginning to lose some of his lust for the hunt when he made his way back to his starting point and happened to catch movement on one of the ab machines. He couldn't be sure, but it had to be her. He had been forced to check the door a few minutes ago, for fear she had slipped out, but it had remained locked from the inside. Moving closer he didn't want to waste too much time and slapped a padded bench hoping to see movement as he approached. The muffled slap and rattle of metal filled the air...

Alynia jumped and let out a small 'eep' as she heard a muffled slap only a few steps away. She quickly decided it was time to get out of where she was. She quietly dismounted the machine she had been resting on. She bit her lip with worry. Something had been close... and she really would rather not find out what, but she was beginning to realize the chances weren't exactly so great.

She stretched back slightly pushing her breasts out. Her slim figure almost glowed in the moonlight, but she quickly made her way into a more shadowy area of the gym. Her legs hurt a bit so she decided to take the rick of simply walking. Her brown eyes darted left and right, doing well to avoid the dark masses of gym equiptment. She scanned the room carefully, her heart thumped loudly in her chest. Alynia was trying to look for somewhere she could rest again preferrably far away from whatever seemed to be stalking her.

The slap on the padding had it intended effect, and eureka, Slimer saw movement. Not more than ten feet away, behind a core twisting machine, the demon watched as his prey reacted to the noise and began moving. Cautious this time the demon silently trailed the nubile girl, whose body and hair shone in the moonlight. She apeared scared glancing around and were this a horror movie, someone would be shouting to get out of there as the music picked up its tempo. The demon readied his tentacles and tail to secure his soon to be play thing

He kept close, waiting for his perfect chance. He hoped to take her in a place that allowed more freedom for him to move than this crowded ab machine section, but he would make do with the next opportunity he received as night rolled on towards morning.

The demon could feel his own pulse quickening as the hunt drew closer and closer towards its climax. His green eyes were torn between her luxurious breasts and her toned firm ass. Pacing the unsuspecting girl he drew closer and closer on the rubberized floor...

Alynia bit her lip. She had no clue where she could go, where she could hide. She slowly made her way through the gymnasium hoping to be masked by darkness. Though her heart pumped, she knew if she had to stay the night here she would have to calm down. Alynia took a few steady breaths stopping to look around to get her bearings. She some how had ended up across the gym in the weight lifting section further away from the exit than she would’ve liked. The equipment in this section was rarely used. Racks of things to lift surrounded her and padded benches lined the mirrored wall.

Though it was not a very good place to hide, Alynia didn’t know where else to go. She was glad she was far away from the entrance so if anyone walked in they would have a difficult time finding her. (Of course she didn’t know she was being followed) also with a clear view of a mirror she could easily watch her back.

She sighed softly. What a mess she was in.

The demon trailed the Japanese beauty waiting for an opportunity that he was unable to pass up. A few feet from her sensual curves, Slimer could still make out her aroma as he stalked his prey. She made her way to the free weight benches. There were padded benches not far from the mirrors and his invisible form was all that kept this game in his court. The mirrors would provide a sense of security for the girl while.he drew closer and closer.

The unnerving feeling of being trapped in a familiar location as light became dark must be running rampant through her mind. The familiar becoming alien while feelings of security turned to panic. The awareness that she was truly not alone and the entity with her did not hold her safety in the highest of regards would be straining her mind.

The demon began filling his tail with his chemically laden slime, its gurgling filling his appendage with the thick honey like goo. He prepared is tentacles to exude out and become useful ad he sees fit.

The moment was what he waited for. Any hunter will tell you there is a moment in which the timing is right that their prey is destined to lose. To sacrifice for the time and energy expended to make the moment theirs and the demon could feel that anticipated moment approaching like a bullet train.

Alynia let out a sigh not understanding what on earth was happening to her. Against the nagging feeling that she should move on, she selected a particularly soft looking bench and sat down noiselessly. She bit her lip, eyes still scanning about but all she could see was her own meek expression in the mirror. 

Maybe she could try to fall asleep hoping that once she blinked open her eyes the sun would be shining and the night would have dispersed. Unfortunately Alynia did not feel tired after her previous short nap. Actually she could hear her heart pulse as well as her own shaky breaths.

The adrenaline feeling washed through her as if she was ready to spring within a moments notice. "I need to calm down...." Alynia muttered to herself daring to speak out loud. She shook her head reducing that she was being just plain ridiculous. 'Surely there is no one else in this enormous gymnasium besides me...' she thought though unable to truly convince herself of her own words. 

The girl moved brisky forward towards a padded bench. She sat down and her breathing was slightly faster than normal. Her posture of shoulders back and legs bent 90 degrees let him know she was certainly ready to move. He debated on taking her now, the seated position gave him the advantage of making any surprise assualt work quickly. The uncertainty in her voice as she had the audacity to end the game of cat and mouse told him she wad beginning to feel braver, but that wad was still on edge.

Deciding to see if he could use his stealth to his advantage and the moment of surprise to make any struggle quick he slowly moved behind the padded bench where she was seated.

He extended all four tentacles having two head along the matted floor towards her ankles on each side. As they slither along drawing closer and closer he decided to have some fun and give her a fair chance, secure in his superiority.

The tentacles made contact, his flesh on her fleah with her ankles as he spoke,Behind you. and the tentacles start to slide around her ankles hoping to secure her to the padded bench...

(Cause I think you're still invisible, sorry if I'm wrong!)

Alynia let out a squeak of surprise and jumped a mile as something slithered around her ankles. Her body sprang up prepared to run away but what ever it was had a grip on her feet. She was off the bench but tripped and fell to the floor. She twisted her body and kicked her legs. "Don't touch me!" she shouted now that her fears of not being alone were confirmed. 

It was a loose grip, so Alynia succeeded in kicking away the contact, standing up and stumbling backwards, but she was confused. Her head looked around for someone, anyone. But no one was there to claim the voice that had spoken. 

"Please leave..." she requested shakily feeling silly talking to an empty room... 

The feeling of snakes twining around he ankles would be an offsetting one for anyone trapped alone, in the dark. The beauty reacted by kicking and squirming free of the tentacles as she fell and twisted. Kicking wildly the bench between her and the demon made brief escape possible. She scrambled to her feet and backed into the mirrors lining the wall. Holding still her voice trembled as she asked him to please leave.

She knew she was not alone, and the demon wanted to play on her fears. Fear tended to have these students make mistakes. Mistakes he could capatilize on and secure them as his plaything with least risk to himself from a violent resistance. Should he spook her further or let her mind do that for him?

As he thought, a white flash followed by a soft rumble filled the gym. Outside the calm night had turned to a violent brewing storm. Lightning and thunder began filling the air. The only thing worse than confirming her fears was doing nothing and letting her imagination get the best of her...

The room was silent again, which of course only acted to heighten her senses. Her wide doe like eyes glanced around, her back pressed to the cool of the mirror. Her chest rose and fell with each of her quavering breaths.

Alynia was shivering, not from cold, but from fear. This was pure psychological torture, and it only grew worse as a storm brewed from the outside. It was horrible, appearing to be alone when she knew she was really not. She had not imagined the feeling of something wrapping around her ankle, nor the cold harsh taunting whisper. Just what on earth was in the room with her?

Knawing her lip, Alynia took a step away from the wall. She knew that the someone was close, but she would never be able to know where. Every time the lightning cracked it briefly illuminated the large dark gymnasium. Every time the thunder boomed it echoed through the building’s empty halls.

It was very conflicting, whether or not she wanted to know who her tormentor was. The girl wrapped her arms self consciously over her bare stomach, unsure of what to do. She was frozen, too scared to move, but some how her voice did not fail her.

“I-I know you’re here.” She tried calling out, but her words came out in a weak whisper. She was petrified and knew of nothing else to do besides wait to see what she was dealing with.

The demons formed blurred through the air as he made his way around the padded work bench. The lightning and thunder gave the setting an even more horrific atmosphere. Her terror seemed to grow and she wrapped her arms around her waist in a comforting hug. It seemed to be an unconcious gesture to reassure herself, yet he knew her terror as it was almost palpable in the air. Her voice came out as little more than a whisper...

He edge closer after the flash, both his and her eyes adjusting to the pupil constricting flashes. The storm was a violent one and the constant thunder accentuated the fluttering inside her chest. Slimer's goal was not to frighten the petrified student to death but to use her lovely form to satisfy all his twisted carnal desires. Too much of a wait and he feared she may simply pass out from the stress and he intended to have her awake and well aware as he raped her for all she was worth.

He had reached a few feet from her after a new set of flashes and could hear her ragged breathing. She seemed incapable of moving. As the thunder rumbled through the structure he waited for the next flash to reveal his image and form to her.

As the lightnings glow died away he would be standing before her. Four thick legs coming down to touch the floor. His toes ending in sharp nails. Two legs faced backwards while two faced forward normally. They all extended from his hips and were jarring to look at with human eyes. Between them hung his cock, which began to stir as his anticipation of finally having her built. Directly above was a chiseled chest and abs, his large muscular structure befitting a blacksmith rather than a chemist. His large arms held low but slowly raised in her direction. Out his torso under his arms four tentacles waved like serpents in the air, their tips ending in phallic shapes. His face wore a lecherous grin. Almost appearing to be that of a thirty year old man, yet fangs protruded further than a mans canines would have. His ears were slightly pointed and his head was covered in short spikey brown hair. Rising out of his lower back was a tail that hung overhead, its resemblance was that of a segmented scorpion's tail, yet instead of a stinger, it ended in a mouth.

As her eyes adjusted to the gloom after the flash, he wondered what would be more jarring, the horrific appendages or the seemingly normal ones attached to them. You are right... words to inspire fear, and he lunged forward seeking to trap her against the glass...

Another flash of lightening creating horrifying shadows and half blinding the poor student. And the  suddenly there it was. Alynia's innocent eyes widened. It was so much worse than she imagined. With two lega too many, a chest that seemed positively gigantic, Alynia was positive that this creature was going to somehow devour her alive. her eyes flicked from his tentecles to the appendage between his legs. Now she was confused as well as petrified. She shivered with fright, why was he smiling at her like that?

It was his words that snapped her back to reality, or rather this terrifying nightmare she was living. And it was a good thing too, because as soon as he struck Alynia jerked her body out of the way barely dodging. 

Alynia knew the sensible thing would be to run, but her legs weren't obeying her logic. She fell to the floor, her frozen legs unable to support her quivering weight. Her arms held out as if to shield herself. 

"No! S-stay away!" she pleaded even though she had a feeling that the odds that the beast would heed her was practically nonexistent. "Please l-leave me alone.." she stuttered looking up at him with a helpless expression. The innocence of her face only did a better job to further show how scared she was. Even though Alynia's mind worked frantically trying to see a way out of her current predicament her options were sorely limited. He was so much bigger, and obviously so much stronger than she was. The girl was shaking, hoping that if she was going to die that it would be painless.

The room was dark save for the brilliant white flashes of lightning. And for the slowest minute of Alynia's life the giant room seemed to amplify the sounds of her rapidly beating heart, her shallow breaths, and the merciless explosions of thunder. Little did she know that the room was going to be filled with much sounds different sounds if the monster had his way.

The lightning flashes again and as Slimer's eyes readjust to the darkness and her pleas carry through the darknened gym to his ears followed by the rumble of the thunder. Her beautiful innocent form on the mats covering the floor. She leans back against the glassy mirror arms extended as if to ward off his evil presence. I'm here for you...

The words were meant to terrify the girl further, seeing if she would overcome her dear or if she was terrified to rhe point of helplessness. Without waiting to find out, two of the inch thick tendrils zip through the air intended for her extended arms. The shoot forward with thier cock-tipped heads seeking to coil her wrists with the fleshy appendages. A third aims for where she sits back, aiming to loop her waist.

A smile forms on his face as he imagines the pleasures to come his prey now cornered and moments from possibily becoming his...