Flash Fiction: Chemistry

“How can nobody see that rolling ball of pincers and eyestalks chasing us?!”

“Chemistry!” Marv shouts, mid-sprint. “Its pheromones make humans instantly forget it! A mirage of invisibility!”

“Then how can we see it?”

“I’m an alien! You’re a mutant!”

 

 

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