Am I awake? It’s dark. My eyes are open… do I have eyes? I can’t really feel them. I can’t move my hands. Am I still human? I can feel the ground. Actually, I feel hyper-sensitive to my environment. I feel the cool air bouncing against every molecule of my… spherical body. I really can feel every molecule and it’s movement corresponding to other molecules. The bonds of my electrons. Ah! Something changed. I’ve been picked up. Ok now it feels wet. Am I a ball of neurons or something? Oh, there’s pressure now and I’m being moved slowly. Wait, am I being eaten!? My short new existence can’t end this soon! I’m warm now. I’m probably in the stomach. Woah I’m already expanding out. How fast active is this stomach I’m in. Well I won’t be digested without a fight! Hmmmmph…yeah I can’t do anything. Guess I’m a byproduct of fate yet again. Weird, I have a consciousness without a brain. Guess science was wrong about that. And even weirder, I can still feel my “body” being digested. Wait, shouldn’t I be dying? How am I still able to comprehend this? So being devoured hasn’t killed me. Is it possible that I’ll assimilate into whatever is eating me? Please don’t be a snail. That’d be rather…inconvenient. Woah, I’m spreading fast. I must be in the blood. Well for sure not a snail. This body…is human? Ah yes it’s clearer now. This body is human like, at the least. I feel it now. I’m connecting to every cell, every neuron, every atom. Oh strange. The host of this body is rather tired, but he’s not sleeping or seems to be looking for somewhere to rest. I can feel his intent. He’s searching. Searching for food? No searching for anything that’ll improve his situation. He also has some worry in his heart. For what though? Oh, he’s noticed us. Well me to be exact. Well I should probably meet him. Let’s induce even more tiredness. I’ll drop some melatonin on his nerve receptors. Not too much or he will pass out right here on this…red forest? Woah these redwood trees look way different. They’re just as big as they should be but they look more like oak trees. How weird. I don’t think this is earth anymore. Oh looks like he found a decent spot to rest. Alright places people! We are on in 10. 9. 8. Oh shit, ok now!
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