The Snake Report Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Sothing.

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?

Sothing is holding .

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 ?

"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.