I'm bored.

I'm not in pain anymore, but there is just nothing to do, I am pretty sure that I am in an egg. There seem to be more threads now, 4 total. I seem to be the biggest, and the yolk(I'm calling the jelly blob thing a yolk now since that seems to be what it is) is getting smaller over time. I am a little bit worried about what will happen after it gets used up, but so far, it should last us.. I still can't figure out what creature I and the other little things in here are supposed to be, but it's better than... A bug? Being in pain? I'm not sure, but it gave me more time for my thoughts, and I think I want to prioritize my life this time rather than dignity. I should have originally done that, and I think I wasn't taking care of myself in my previous life, and that weakened my body, which in turn made me more susceptible to illness which.. yeah.

The yolk seems to be trying to make another thread, every time it makes a new one mine seems to shrink a little. I notice that some of the other ones in here.. I might just call them siblings or something. They seem alive. I poked one and it curled up.

Anyway, I noticed that some of the other threads are thicker than mine, meaning they are getting more resources! I need to strengthen my thread.. I try pulling it. I grip it with my limbs, all 5, and realize that I still need to swim, so I let go of a few so I can swim. For once, my first idea worked!

My thread got thicker, it makes it a little harder to move, but I would rather live, and I'm pretty sure that this will benefit me in the future. I pull again, and it gets even thicker. I decided to get it as thick as I possibly could. I was so focused that I didn't even realize that my whole stomach was completely covered in thread. I do however, notice that I feel bloated. I don't just feel bloated.. I am getting much bigger much faster! My useless eyes almost pop out of their sockets as I feel my skull (I'm pretty sure it's not an exoskeleton or something.. I shouldn't jinx myself.. I just did, didn't I?) expand rapidly. It.. hurts? I think it's right before pain, almost like hitting your funny bone, but it's your head that feels that way. It's actually my whole body, but I feel it mostly in my head. I expand rapidly, an intense pressure building inside me. My skin tingles as though it's being stretched from within, and I feel my body swell in every direction. It’s strange and... almost wrong.? I wriggle as much as I can, then I check for the threads and notice that they feel smaller. I pull on it. I pull it until it covers my whole recently enlarged belly. I wait for the tingling to die down enough for me to think clearly, and then I pull again. I repeat this a lot, and at some point I stop getting bigger, and I can't find where it goes, but I know I am still getting something out of it, so I keep pulling. I keep pulling, at this point it's not even me doing it, since my mind is wandering somewhere. If a monkey were to be combined with a penguin, would it lay eggs? Could it climb trees? Would it have a beak? Is this foreshadowing? Would I be able to have a feathered tail? What sounds do penguins make? Wait. The thread is gone! I frantically fumble around and the yolk is gone too! I find a sibling and it is not as tiny as i thought it would be? Did I just use up all of the yolk? I begin to panic. What if I starve before I hatch? Did I just starve my siblings?

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Okay, panic is over, time to do something. I feel my surroundings and find my siblings. There is 6 total siblings, and I corral them all to the center, I don't know why but it gives me procrastinaton time. I miss my sight. I suddenly feel a tremor that ripples through the whole egg. I freeze for a moment before panic overtakes me again. I swim around frantically, my thoughts a mess, because there is absolutely nothing I can do about it.

It’s odd, the liquid inside starts to push me toward the ground. Or what feels like the ground. I don’t know. Suddenly, the water shifts, moving in wild ups and downs. Before I can make sense of it, down becomes up. The world jolts violently, and there’s a giant thump that sends me, and I assume my siblings too, tumbling. I think we might have hit the ground, but I can’t tell for sure.

Then it gets worse. Gravity goes haywire. Down becomes up. Up becomes west. West becomes right, and right becomes down. I don’t even know where left went. I’m being pushed one way and pulled another, bumping into my siblings, into the walls, into everything and nothing all at once. The water churns like it’s alive, throwing me around with no pattern, no mercy.

It’s completely disorienting. I’m panicking so hard I can barely think. There’s no stability, no sense of direction. It feels like gravity doesn’t exist anymore, and the water around me is going absolutely crazy. Never chuck a fishtank down the stairs. I promise to never tap on a fish tank!

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I do the tornado thing, trying to protect my head with my limbs. I’m pushed to the edge—I don’t even know if it’s the floor anymore. Suddenly, a sharp pain strikes, and I feel all the water rush toward me. I try to swim, but then I realize I’m impaled. The egg rolls a little further, and I use its shell to help myself get unimpaled.

Why don’t I feel pain yet? I feel around my stomach—it’s fine. But then I find the hole, just near the edge, cutting close to every single organ. I’m a donut right now, and I feel fine? Not that I’m complaining, but I don’t know what to think.

I swim down to the bottom, hoping to level the hole on top. Maybe the liquid will stay in the egg that way. I find all my siblings huddled together in a clump. I try poking them gently, but they don’t like the way I’m touching them. So, they move away, shifting uncomfortably. I save as much of the liquid as I can. I think I did it, and I check where the hole is. I swim to the top carefully, (I'm still blind, remember?) my head emerges from the liquid, and my face feels cold and goopy compared to the crisp, cold air. I try and find the edges of the egg to gauge how much we lost, surprisingly, we didn't lose nearly as much as I thought we would lose.

Now what? I start swimming back to my siblings. As I swim, I'm suddenly engulfed in excruciating pain. The pain crashes over me like a tidal wave, and for a moment, I can’t even think straight. Then everything goes black, and I black out, falling toward and then being swallowed by the sibling clump.