Last Born Second Alive

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Glooming night, twilight that knows no bounds. No signs of a twinkling star drifting through the void, no glow to brighten the way, darkness forever eternal. Trapped in a void of endless night.

In desert badlands, dust flies like the swift puffs of the raging drag of Mother Nature's winds. Eerie crawly beasts of varied extents haphazardly lurk for adequate matches to tolerate in the perilous earth. Yet they don't stray to a wall of pods, numerous lay open, vacant, and bare as if something fled from within them ages past. Corpes sag from cues of flesh, countless lifeless on the earthly bed below. The insides of some nude, their frames hollowed by maggots and crows here and there.

One may question, what are these items of the ancient past? Devices forged by a long-forgotten form of life? The remains of an experiment that had been since flunked by scientists who went mad with grief before they had since been lost before their time had come to greatness? No one will ever figure out the mystery of this enigma, for no being had roamed or existed one would say millennia ago.

Bodies of what one would say are mortal, lay along the sandy bed. These beings are taken by the natural wither and decay, flies and larvae eating away their flesh shells down to the brittle bones. Poor unfortunate souls forever cursed to parch by the blazing glare of the sun's eternal shine and scattered into nature's blistering breezes and dusty desert shores.

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Mmm?

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Hm? Huh?

Wait, what was that sound I heard? What is it? A pulsing abundance of flesh? A throbbing pace of a heart pulsating with blood? One of those among the dead coming to life? A living mortal perhaps? Listening to these sounds didn't seem natural to me. What is this spectacle? Was it movement? Something shifting and it is alive?

The sounds encircled me from each direction I glanced, greeting my ears with their steady rhythms. My turquoise eyes opened tiredly from the night to see where these foreign sounds were deriving from. All I catch sight of is magenta, an opaque tint of crimson red. Infinitesimal tracks pump fluids to whoever figures out where. My head maneuvered slowly as I glanced at my unfamiliar sights, taking in the view of my imprisonment. I was in some sort of cocoon, made from some sort of fleshy material. Enclosed, exists nowhere to go or an exact way to break out. For an instant, I felt something move before descending into darkness once more.

Time froze to a suspension until I came around again, to another unfamiliar sound filling my ears. My tired eyes open once more to see a shadow of what arose to be some sort of beast cross the exterior. I didn't feel scared, more unsure of what it was that could be lurking from outside. No thought came to mind, absolute curiosity and confusion as to what being or thing it could be. I peeked around my surroundings gaining a promising glance this time around, then down at my body. From what I could notice what looked to be some sort of substance restraining my limbs? I attempted raising my left arm but zero, I toiled and struggled to no avail. There too looked like it was some sort of cable or a cord attached to my stomach. From the material it is made from, it looked to be that of similar flesh material to that of my incarceration except in a more protective shell-like build.

What is this thing? Whatever it was, it was horrendous to say the very least.

A singular talon proceeded to penetrate my pod, slicing it open like thin fabric. I keen back in fright as the opening enlarged, revealing the creature for an instant. From the look it was giving me, it saw that I was in distress yet alive. It then used its claw to cut me loose from the essence restraining me before vanishing.