Fury of the Fifty Foot Woman
Revision 2 (Everyone hated the ending of the first version, so this time, the fifty-foot woman doesn't die at the end.) She awoke. She sat up and looked around. The research campus buildings surrounding the slab looked deserted. Battleship chains attached to her wrists and ankles held her securely. But she had been chained down here for nearly a year, and rust had begun to conquer the hinges. Her rage grew, and adrenaline flowed through her veins. She stood and broke out of her chains,...