Chapter 96

I keep concentrating on remembering what my name was, all the while having to keep putting my conversation with the homicidal asshole behind me and out of my head. Suddenly I feel something skitter across my newly rebuilt mycelium network.

I pause my panicked ruminating for a moment. I haven’t felt anything since the fire came and effectively decimated my network. I’ve only just finished rebuilding portions of it and was not expecting anything to come back this quickly so this catches me by complete surprise.

I try to find out what it is by the general imprint I get from the bent and dying mycelium. However I don’t exactly have each strand growing side by side each other because that would just make them too obvious to an outside observer so i never really get an accurate impression of any creature’s feet.

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But having said all that … for some reason they strike me as familiar… hold on.

Ah no fucking way!

I think this might be jade.

Im truly glad they survived but … its just one thing after another! A lot of bullshit has been piling on my metaphorical shoulders back to back out of nowhere.

And its getting damn frustrating.

I mean first I find out how long I’ve been here, then the threatening asshole shows up and communicates with me — never mind how we can understand one another, it then asks for what it should call me which inevitably leads to me realizing i don’t actually know my fucking name, and now jade has come back!

Fuck all this I need a vacation.