Changed - The Awakening

What friends are fur...

[...]

[Hey Tranquil?]

{Yes Dizzy?}

[I know that we are making a lot of progress with this story, but don't you feel like we are forgetting something?]

{Like, maybe that we haven't been telling our readers that this story isn't dead?}

[Oh yeah! Umm...when was the last time we done that?]

{Last year I believe...}

[...you mean to tell me it's been a year since we last updated them?]

{Technically, more like six months, but it's still a heckin' lotta time.}

[Err...maybe I should check Wattpad's mailbox...]

...

[Dude...we have over 30k views]

{*Visible panic*}

[And we have 327 votes...along with 100 followers and counting...]

{Well, we should probably give them a taste of the writing quality our update will have eh?}

[Good idea! But how...?]

{There seems to be a complete oneshot mini-story in our folder...}

[Oh! You mean that one silly wholesome story that I made on a character of the game that I completely ignored in the main story?]

{Yeah, I think we just posted that below this conversation... funny how that works.}

[Yeah it...wait...what?]

{Hope you readers enjoy this oneshot while we cross the halfway mark in the main story's remake!}

[Because we have a long treacherous journey ahead of us...]

Cold...

You can't help but feel cold.

Ever since you stepped out of that stasis pod, you've been shivering. It doesn't help that you have nothing but a pair of black skin-tight boxers to cover your fragile being. You are alone...with no memories...no guidance...no help...nothing.

And that is not even the end of it...

Recently, a small puddle of living white goo came crawling out of the ventilation duct, attempting to grab you. Thankfully, it fell into the drainage pipe. What could have happened if it grabbed you, you aren't sure...

That was...until you made a horrible discovery.

When you left the chamber, you stumbled across a folder containing pictures and documents of various experiments of goo monsters of all kinds big and small, consuming or turning humans into one of their own, and robbing them of their identities.

You began to understand that...you are trapped in an institute, a lab hoarding creatures and testing on humans for purposes unknown. But what purpose could it be? A means to create life? A means to consume and destroy? To create a bioweapon?

This is all too much for you to handle, too many questions...too much to fear.

You just want to go...home, away from this nightmare. You don't remember where home is.

Without thinking you push through the door, only to be blinded by light. You recoil, trying to adjust your eyes to the sudden change. It takes an effort just to open them slightly.

Eventually, as your eyes finally adjust, you see a familiar orange ball of light hovering before you, shining through the horizon, barely obstructed by the tall silhouettes in the distance. Recognition comes to you.