Texas, USA Tuesday, October 25

My heart rate was rising by the second as I was stomping on a frail student. I could not hear the voices telling me stop as I stomped more and more.

"St-Stop Nicolas".

Another voice told me to stop

“HEY NICK WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!!”

Someone grabbed me from behind, and in that instant, all that bloodlust I felt was gone.

“Another fight? What did he do?” 

The man talking to me was Doral one of my only friends.

“Well he thought he could take the book I reserved.”

“DUMBASS,” Said as he punched my face

When I looked around I saw a huge crowd of people around me and Doral 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to go that hard on him.”

Doral pushed me out of the way and picked up the injured student.

“We’ll talk about this later Nick.” 

My name is Nicolas Ceaser and im known as the “wolf in sheep's clothing” As a glasses-wearing, library-dwelling, and weak LOOKING student with good grades many people mistake my personality. 

“Um- hey want to go to the karaoke place?” 

“__”

“Huh? Im surprised you can act so normal. I mean you just showed your real personality to the school.”

“I can power through it. Plus it means fewer people will bother me now.”

“HEY, HEY don’t leave me.huff huff”

The person out of breath is my other friend Granner.

“Hey want to go to karaoke?”

“Huff huff, yea”

 When we arrived at the karaoke place Granner picked the worst song he could find.

“OOOOOHHHH YOUU AND MEE TOGEEETHERRRRR”

“I shouldn’t have chosen karaoke.”

“You should be glad we can have good fun in this world.”

A few years ago half of America was engulfed in a poison cloud. It was a failed experiment from the US to try to revive the planet.

“There’s so many robberies and murders now that I almost find it impossible to smile. I mean we only have a couple of years left till  poison completely engulfs America.”

Doral had lost hope all he could do was conjure a fake smile and try to enjoy the times he had left. 

“Maybe that dimensional portal thing will help.”

“Huh? Everyone in the country funds that thing and we don’t even know what it does. Sorry man it’s probably going to be another failure. We will all die early and full of regrets.”

“Hey we don-”

*RING RING* 

“Time ran out. ”

“Well time to leave”

“Doral-”

“Say hi to your mom and dad for me Nick I got to go.”

“Uh… Yea sure”

After karaoke, I split up from my friends.

Walking home alone was dangerous but as I saw other students I thought it was safe enough.

I could sadly feel them all staring holes into me.

“I guess toughing it out is going to be harder than I thought.”

I was supposed to look like your average Joe too. A short glasses-wearing nerd that could be next to you and you wouldn’t notice.

“HELP SOMEBODY CALL FOR HELP” a screaming girl running down the street.

“What’s her problem?”

“The last house on this street got broken into.”

“What?”

I darted down the street as fast as I could because the last house on the street just happened to be mine.

“Mom and Dad should be home right now.”

When I got home, I saw that the lights were off and the left window was broken.

I felt uneasy.

When I walked inside I felt an ominous cloud of worry flow throw my body. The place was trashed like there had been a big fight with blood stains leading somewhere. The more I moved closer the weaker I felt and that worry turned to fear. 

A nauseating scent went through my nose. 

With each passing step the more blood there was until finally, I reach where it ends. My heart sank into a deep spiral of dread as I saw my parents laying dead on the ground.

Why? Why? Why

“Another one? Oh a kid.”

I slowly looked behind me seeing a dark shadowy figure.

“Sorry, kid you got to do what you can to live in this country.”

“YOUUUUUUUUUU” I ran at him in a fit of rage grabbing him by his head.

The next moment I was on the ground writhing in pain.

“AAAAAAAA” 

I felt a searing pain in my stomach, I had been stabbed.

“Dumbass kid you ran right into my knife.”

I was stabbed in a vital organ the blood would just not stop, and soon enough I was bathing in my own blood.

I was dying

I was slowly losing consciousness remembering all of my regrets in life

Im sorry I couldn’t protect you mom and dad, im sorry I couldn’t resolve things with you Doral, and im sorry I can’t sing with you anymore Granner. 

I had regrets but I was not surprised I died like this, no matter how you live you always die the same in this country full of regrets.

But before he died, black energy engulfed the room, disintegrating everything.

PART 2

When I opened my eyes, I saw darkness. It was like eternal darkness spiraling the more I look, I couldn’t even tell if my eyes were open as I could not even feel anything. 

I'm I alive?

No… I died for sure, must be a lucid dream before my brain losses function.

Too bad I can’t tell anyone about it, but “Dead men tell no tales” as they say

Man, I died in such a pathetic way too…

I tried to move but strangely lost interest every time I took an action. I could not feel anything but I envisioned in my mind that something was weighing me down, I guess it was my intuition.

I hope I can remember the taste of a nice cheese calzone

what am I thinking it’s only been like 10 minutes and I’m already getting dilutional

Suddenly I felt a pulse of pain.

My head started to throb, it was like someone was stabbing my brain over and over again. I tried moving my body thinking that any movement I did would distract me from the pain. Every time I tried to move I lost interest instantly which made me focus on the pain more. 

I could make no sound even the thought of screaming vanished in my head.

Then suddenly the pain stopped…

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Bloody images of death started to appear inside my head, slashing, stabbing, and shooting all of it rushed through my head sounds and all. There was an image of a man throwing spears at people hanging from a noose, then a man in some sort of battleground on a horse killing everyone in his path. 

Finally, I saw a man killing somebody with a knife, only stabbing them one time sitting there as if they were waiting for something. 

(what is this, why am I seeing this?)

Then I felt a swift ocean of pain across my body.

My face started to heat up.

My hair was being ripped off one strand at a time, and replaced with nettles.

My skin was getting peeled off slowly, with lava getting poured on after.

My legs and arms were lobbed off and were used as cups so I could drink the blood.

My heart and stomach crumbled into dust mixing with my green-looking blood. My ears started to ring with the most ear-piercing sound I ever heard. My mind started to spin in spirals making me feel Dizzie but the feeling would not go away.

I couldn’t think. I couldn’t talk. I couldn't move, I couldn't even die.

Over and over again my head went into spirals and my body got disfigured.

The cycle went on six more times. I only had my brain left intact.

(Why am I alive if I can’t die?) 

I felt slimy like spit was spread all over me, but I was strangely calm.

What the hell is this, wasn’t I just in pain?

Suddenly what felt like hundreds of tentacles surrounded me, hugging me tightly.

(What...is...this?)

. A tentacle attached itself to my head, reaching my brain, and a wave of information washed over me; new sounds, colors, and smells flooded my mind. There were even new instincts and impulses I felt, such as grinding my teeth and trying to move the bones in my back, and one that was really weird was throwing up some type of cool liquid.

After the information stopped, I could... see

PART 3

When I started to regain control of myself I forced myself to stop all the weird impulses. I saw multiple colors, some I had not even seen before and for some reason, even though I saw it in multiple colors they all felt normal.

I was in a dark room filled with some type of ominous smog. The only light in the room was from a small rusty lantern. The walls were some sort of Drewry dark wood with goop seeping from them, every time I tried to focus on it my head would start to hurt. 

Shortly after this, I  noticed something weird was going on with my body. My hands looked humanoid, but they were unnaturally elongated with a slit in the middle that looked to be able to split apart. I also noticed that my body was moving but I wasn't controlling it.

(WHAT!! I don’t feel like I'm moving I feel like I’m encased in something.)

What is happening?

Is this another dream?

I used all my brain power now that I'm calm again to figure out what situation I'm in.

(Am I looking through someone's vision?)

(I can feel my mouth but it feels slimy and I can’t move it.) 

I suddenly heard an ear-piercing cry make its way to my ear, the sound made my ears ring with such severity that I felt a warm liquid protrude from them.

(Are my ears bleeding?…)

{ArrrrrrEEEEEtOOOO hhEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNN}

My ear kept ringing more and more which each sound it made, but t kept getting more used to the sound., and for some reason my intrigue raised.

(What? Is it saying something?)

It sounded like a call from a whale but at a way higher pitch.

{YYYYYYyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy}

My vision suddenly focused on the door, I could hear the sounds of something getting closer and closer. When the door opened I could see something that came right out of my imagination. 

When the door opened very bright light pierced through hurting the creature I saw through. I was also hurt by the light feeling my skin pop with the heat.

{WWaaFFFFUUUU!!!}

(THIS THING IS SO LOUD!! Can it shut up)

The creature that came inside had a very distinctive dent on the side of its head. It had no eyes or ears, a vertical mouth that made it look as if its head was cut in half, and it had about 3 sets of sharp teeth inside. The creature's arms had giant bony spikes protruding from the elbows and little spikes from the knees.

It looks like I’m not supposed to see it.

Like it’s something that would make me instantly go insane.

Is this another dream?

Or am I seeing a glimpse of another world? Is this my next life?

I always thought of reincarnation as some kind of coping mechanism for death so people could not be afraid when the time comes.

But death is still scary.

And the journey to get here is even worse.

HUH…

What did I say wait how did I die again?

The creature walked up so close to my eyes, could it see me?

It grabbed something that I couldn’t see with my eyes and pulled it apart.

Wait, wait did it grab the thing's mouth?

My eyes stopped seeing colors all I could see was light. I felt a burning sensation from the light that was piecing through. The body I was seeing through didn’t like it either.

My vision became blurry, and the slimy substance I was in started to cool me down. My impulse started to come up again but I used everything I had to stop them.

This feeling was so weird. 

I guess one way to describe it would be…

It's as if... I'm an egg...

I am in some type of womb, but how do I feel and think?

Do these creatures learn to will in the womb?

I hate this feeling it makes me feel sick.

I could do nothing but think and see.

How long will it take me to be born?

And... how will this life treat me?

PART 4

SEVEN MONTHS LATER

It’s been 7 months since I came to this world. I'm still in the womb which I have come accustomed to, and quite like now.

I noticed that the months in this world seem to be longer than the months I'm accustomed to. I don’t know how much more though, it might just feel longer since I have nothing to do.

I still don’t know how I came to this world though. I only remember the facts about my world, my friends Doral and Granner, and faintly my parents. I will try my hardest to remember that just in case I forget.

I understand the language a little now even though it still hurts my ears to hear them talking. I wonder if I will get used to that.

I learned that I’m in my mother's mouth and the one that takes care of her is my father. My father only comes around sometimes though, I wonder if he’s a deadbeat? I don’t know the differences between males and females yet (wonder if they have any), but the thing I really want to know is when I'm going to get out of here.

Is it 9 months(like humans) or is it longer? If the months are going to keep feeling this long, I hope it’s the first option.

The moment I thought of that, my arm started to pulsate, the sound was like the stridulation of an insect. I hated the feeling, so I began to move it. The more I moved my arm, the more I moved closer to the exit of my mouth. More of my body started to pulse.

{MOVE AWWPPPIIGG... MOVE AWWWPPPPIIIIGG... MOVE AWWWPIIGGG... MOVE AWWWPIIGGG}

I heard the voice of my father. The only thing I could understand was "MOVE." Though what else did he say(Is that my name)? I want to understand more.

My hand was the first to get a taste of the outside world. It felt so cold. Am I in a cold region? (My mom always stayed inside, so I never got a good look outside.)

I don’t want to come out fully; I want to see if I can get used to the cold first, but in the middle of me adjusting, my father grabbed my hand and pulled me out.

Is that how a newborn in this world is treated?

When I got out, it was such a different atmosphere than my mom's home. (God why did I think that?)

My father put me in my mother's arms; it felt... warm.

The tentacles were still connected to me, so I could still see out of my mother's eyes. I saw a deformed-looking creature twitching like it was fighting to survive.

Is... that... you?

My face looked small and I had an extra set of undeveloped arms. My face looked like the others, but when my mom opened my mouth, I saw that I had a human-looking mouth inside and my eyes looked blind. I didn’t know that the eyes were inside the mouth(probably why I saw multiple colors when my mom's mouth was closed ) 

The tentacle detached from my head and swiftly went back into my mother’s mouth.

As soon as they detached, my eyes burned, and I could not see anything but bright light. I tried to move, but I couldn’t no matter how much I tried.

(ITTTTT HURRRTTS!!!!)

TAAAAACHHH USED!!!

What did he say? What did he mean? Damn, I still don't understand the entire language.

My eyes started to burn less and less. I could slowly see more and I finally got to see what my mom looked like.

Her teeth were sharper and darker than my father's, and she had tendrils coming out of a hole (could that be her ears?)

{GAAAAYYYOOO Waaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu}

Another sentence I don’t understand, but my ears did get used to their voices.

As I got more used to being born, my body became easier to move 

I notice that I'm learning pretty fast. I guess every birth is kind of similar, but I do wonder what they're going to teach me.

I’ve been more focused on learning the language than learning how to move my body. I’ve just been staring at them, listening in to their conversations. I wonder if they find me creepy.

[I wonder if he’s so YASOOK that he can’t walk. Have we failed the AERGGGOOOO season?}

{Well, I never even saw him try to walk, so I don’t know about that, but TAAARRRGOON child is still not GOODNFOO}

They're talking about other people, so it seems we're not the only ones here. That’s good. I wanted to learn from more people (my parents seem boring).

Do I have an uncle in this world? I never met a single uncle in my life.

I had a pretty good understanding of the language after 2 months, so I guess I should try to walk now. Maybe walking will make my parents happy since they think I'm weird.

I lifted myself with a small stool using all my strength (was it this hard to stand when I was a kid?

After a few moments, my legs started to shiver. I tried to stay up for as long as I could, but it hurt too badly, so I gave up.

Is standing up that difficult?

I can do it. Wait, I'm only 3 days old. Am I supposed to walk this early?

I guess from the way they're talking, I should be.

When I stood up again, my legs felt even weaker, but my head hurt and an image of a bloody scene with a knife appeared in my head.

(What was that?)

At that moment, an impulse went through my body; it was like I had to keep trying to stand up. Is this a baby's instinct?

I tried for the next 5 hours trying to stand, hitting my head so many times. The images kept appearing in my head of someone getting stabbed, of people dead on the ground, and of someone trying to kill the person I was looking at. I think I became dumber, but one time I hit my second pair of arms.

And it was hell...

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

My parents heard and came back inside to see me bleeding and screaming out in pain. I screamed so much that I lost consciousness 

Why does it hurt so badly it’s like I'm dying, but this pain feels like I’ve felt something close to it.

More information went into my head kicking out all the images I had. I tried to concentrate on at least one image to keep. Concentrating took all of my power it felt like I was trying to keep an ant from getting sucked into a vacuum, but luckily it worked.

Those images in my head were my memories. The precious memories I treasured for so long were taken away from me again.

How could I forget? How could I forget?

When I woke up, everything felt cold, like I had come into this world for the first time all over again.

I looked at my arms and they seem to have become smaller. Did they get cut?

{He does have quite a lot of deformities, but nothing glaring.}

Hmm, who is this?

{His arms can’t be cut; they seem to have a lot of essential nerves in them.}

Wait, I haven’t heard these words before. How can I understand them?

{He’s always acted weird, even inside of me. He never moved or regurgitated food. I thought he was dead. I was scared.}

Hmm, I was supposed to move? I thought it would hurt her.

I felt an electrical surge through my body and I jumped out of bed. (hmm, why did I do that?)

Their faces looked surprised (I don’t know, I know that now).

But when I looked down, I was even more surprised.

I was standing….

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