The man watched in horror as his limbs dissolved into a gelatinous form. His thoughts were a jumble of panic and curiosity. As he transformed completely, an unfamiliar sensation of power surged through him, whispering the promise of a new life.

Alex noticed the two girls acting differently. Their movements were fluid, almost too perfect. He recognized the man-turned-slime's handiwork, a chilling realization that sent a shiver down his spine. "Please, leave them alone," he pleaded, but the response was a sinister threat that left him silenced.

Alex couldn't shake the feeling of dread as he watched his classmates behave like puppets. He knew the slime's influence was spreading, but felt powerless to stop it. The threat of self-harm kept him at bay, his mind a whirlpool of fear and helplessness.

Walking into class, Alex was met with a chilling sight. Every girl and even the woman teachers stood united, their eyes reflecting the same eerie glint. The slime had expanded its control, and Alex found himself isolated, the lone unpossessed boy.

Alex stood as the girls surrounded him, their laughter a haunting melody. The teachers, who once guided him, now gave him harsh looks and undeserved low grades. "You're all alone now," they taunted, making his isolation palpable and his fear overwhelming.

Determined to fight back, Alex began to formulate a plan. He realized he needed to find a way to expose the slime's control and liberate his classmates. The path ahead was uncertain, but his resolve was unyielding. As the sun dipped below the horizon, he steeled himself for the battle to come.