Chapter 5
Slithering:
Quick, fun, entertaining? Yes.
Labor intensive, exhausting, sowhat clumsy? As luck might have it, also a yes.
It's the kind of motion that makes a reincarnated human wish for more efficient thods of travel. This is especially true when contemplating running away from a giant predator. Well, sliding away- not running.
Fleeing in so way, so shape or form.
Slithering is going to be my only option, but that suddenly doesn't seem so great.
In fact, moving at all seems impossible. I'm frozen stiff.
Like a statue, made of snake instead of stone.
Instinct has done so sort of override.
I didn't know it could do that, but I guess that's what I get for ignoring it so much.
Curiosity got the better of , and now this is happening.
A stare down with death.
Human curiosity... what the hell was I thinking listening to that? Curiosity kills cats.
What if I had been born a cat instead of snake?
I'd already be dead- that's what.
See, there's a giant centipede in front of .
It has as a bunch of eyes, and they're all staring at from above the half eaten corpse of Mama snake. They're watching , seeking movent, waiting patiently above clicking mandibles and twitching legs.
Everything is in excess. It has way, way too many of all those listed.
Way too many. This thing isn't normal. This is a freaking monster.
Oh my god, this thing is a freaking monster. Its eyes are glowing.
Fear.
Here I was thinking I knew the aning of that word. I an, apparently I just died, and that was pretty scary- but this is worse. This a a behemoth, horrific and grueso as any b-rated horror film I caught on the latenight sci-fi channel.
Only it's not fake.
Blood dropping down its manibles, I'm almost certain I'm about to be murdered.
This: This is fear.
Instinct: "STAY STILL! DO NOT MOVE!"
Human: "SURE THING BOSS."
The temptation to try and slither to safety is there, but this is most definitely not a clear cut thing.
Slither to where?
For example, I have no idea where I am. A cave, sure- but what kind of cave? What if there are other creatures like this one? Better yet- what if this one just follows and eats ? It's huge! It's probably fast! It's eating a snake that has to be thousands of tis my own size.
Giant Centipede has already set the bar trendously high as "A creature not to be ssed with."
This is bullshit. Worst spawn point ever. Barely five minutes alive, and it's already ga over.
Oh geez.
Instinct:"Don't move."
Instinct is still holding firm on this one, which is good, because human-side is trying to go about making peace with life for the second ti in recent mory.
I guess I did live a decent life as a snake. I hissed a little, slithered a little, got devoured by a giant and terrifying insect. All in all, not the worst, not the best. I'd give it a 6/10.
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Instinct:"Don't move."
Part snake, part human, part statue, part at peace with the universe: and though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...
Wait. Sothing else moved.
"CRAAAAAAAW"
"HISS-Eeeeeeeek!"
Oh god. Oh Jeez. Oh holy shit snakes- the centipede just struck sothing. Oh god, it's like so sort of shelled lightning covered in blood.
"EEEEEeeeeeeeekkkk..."
"Crunch"
"Crunch"
"Snap"
I just witnessed a murder.
Perhaps a sibling, or maybe just an unsuspecting bystander.
"Crunch"
They're being eaten. Oh god, those mandibles are like razors.
Instinct:"Move... move slowly"
Human: "Yes boss."
I am slithering. Slowly but surely.
Like I have never slithered before, I am slithering.
There are horrific glimpses of razor mandibles snapping down on so unfortunate and unknown soul to my right.
Oh geez. Oh geez.
Just a bit farther. Down this path, away. Gotta get away.
"Crunch-"
"..."
"..."
Instinct:"Move faster- FASTER! MOOOOOVE! MOVE MOVE MOVE-"
Human: "YES BOSS, ANYTHING YOU SAY BOSS!"
"CRAAAAAAAW"
Oh fuck
Oh fuck
Oh fuck
I wish I had legs, oh god do I wish I had legs, gotta get away. Gotta-
Ah! hole in the floor!
"CRAAAAAAAW!"
Instinct:"HIDE! HIDE HIDE HIDE-"
Human: "YES BOSS! SURE THING BOSS!"
This is insane.
I haven't even been alive an hour, and I'm already having a close encounter with death. Theres a set of glowing compound eyes and smashing mouth-pincers trying to rip up my hiding place.
The hole doesn't go down any farther.
"CRAAAAAAAW!"
I'm so dead.
It's like an inch away.
"CRAAAAAAAW!"
I'm so dead- This isn't fair! This is a load of crap! I was just born for god's sake! Give a freaking break!
"CRAAAAAAAW! Craaaaa..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
Wait a second... is it gone?
I don't see it up there anymore.
Is it just waiting for now? Sitting right beside the hole for to stick my head out?
Oh god.
I bet it is.
Oh... this is so ssed up. I'm not going back out there. Now way, no how.
I'm staying in this hole, forever.
This is a safe place.
This is nice.
Nothing trying to kill here.
Unless... oh thank god. No, nothing here. Just , so rock. This is a nice little divot in the ground.
Safe space.
Hisss...
I'm so tired...
I feel like I just ran a marathon, and I still don't have a single god-damn clue what's going on-
[Spawn survival: SUCCESS]
Wha-
[LEVEL UP:]
What is thisssss-
[Current: Level One]
Level? Spawn? What?
[CHOOSE STARTING ABILITY]
Hisssssss
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