The womb was pushing me away. I've been crawling through this fleshy tunnel for hours, days, maybe eons - there was no way to tell, for I was deprived of all senses. Only the feeling of faint heartbeat, echoing through the very core of my being remained unchanged.
After eternity of monotonous movement, my mind slowly started slipping into blissful oblivion, until I have finally emerged outside.
-Sticky tar clinging to my body.-
-Pieces of discarded flesh hanging from my backside.-
There was presence beside my cradle. I couldn't see, for I lacked eyes. I couldn't make out sounds, for I lacked ears. But my body could feel the vibrations of warm, summer air around me.
The presence was screaming. Shrieking. Was it so happy to see me? Was it terrified? Trembling with joy, or anger? Regardless, my skin was too thin, and the screams to loud - I sprung forth, entangling my new acquaintance.
-Familiar heartbeat-
-Silky strands of hair tickling my skin-
-Soft, malleable flesh, trapped in my coils-
