Bubble Boy – 11 –
Meanwhile, Barbra had sat down on her Magic Throne.
She had once conjured the Throne according to a model she had seen in a magazine featuring antique furniture, and it had become such an ornate piece, with much scrollwork, a real piece of art.
She was sitting there now, with the Crystal ball resting on a magic stand in the middle of the table in front of her.
Bub himself was sitting in a corner of the bubble -yes, soap bubbles can have corners! – and saw with increasing fear how Barbra was staring at him, opening her eyes wider and wider until they looked gigantic and ominous.
Then she started moving her hands in his direction and embracing the ball with her ten green crooked fingers.
Then he saw how she opened her mouth very wide.
So wide that her whole face almost looked like an ugly black hole.
Then, suddenly, he heard an horrible scream. He saw how her mouth alternately opened and closed with an infernal speed and he heard some worrying sounds coming out of it…