Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Something.
Cold.
It's... cold.
More oppressive than anything... Cold, chilly and damp.
My voice won't work. My hands... oh god. Where are my hands? I can't feel my arms, my legs- I can't move them.
I can't even scream.
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Where am I?
Where... am I?
Something is holding me.
Pressure.
I feel pressure. I need to get out.
I need to get out.
Push?
I can push.
It's moving... I think.
"Crack"
It's moving. If I keep pushing...
"Crack-crack"
There! There, it's working. Push! Push!
"Crack-thump"
AH! COLD! COLDER!
"Hissssssssss"
What was that? Where am I? Why can't I...
"Hissssssssss"
Wait a second, is that me?
"Hissssssssss"
Where are my arms? Where are my legs?
"Hisssssssssssss"
Are these... scales? Is that a tail- do I have a tail? Why the hell do I have a tail-
"Hisssssssssssss-"
Oh.
"
Hiss
"
It's because I'm a snake.