Strapped in an Alien Cocoon
Breathless
Strapped in an Alien Cocoon
The air... where is the air? The room is sucking it out. It’s blue. It’s cold. It’s the color of drowning.
No... no, no, no. Don't touch me! Get it off! The linen... it’s shrinking! It’s sewing my skin together! I can’t... I can’t expand my chest!
WAKE UP! MOVE! DAMN IT, MOVE! My hands! They’ve cut off my hands! Why can’t I reach the glass?! SOMEBODY HELP ME!
Can’t breathe. Can’t breathe. Can’t breathe. It’s tight. It’s a snake. It’s crushing my ribs. Tastes like copper... tastes like blood.
BREAK! SHATTER! Why is there no sound?! I’m screaming my throat raw but the silence is eating me alive! BK! KATCHA!
No! Don’t sleep! The needle... the ice! It’s killing the pilot! If I close my eyes, I unspool! I fall apart! Stay awake, you coward! STAY AWAKE!
Spinning. Everything is spinning. The floor is gone. The gravity is wrong. I’m falling up! I’m falling into the black hole!
LIES! That’s not real! That’s a ghost! My mind is snapping! I’m looking at a memory but I’m standing in a grave!
Please... not like this. Not in a box. I don’t want to be a mummy. I don’t want to be nothing. I’m forgetting my name... I’m forgetting...
It’s a tomb. It’s a stone tomb. And the lid is sealed. Nobody is coming. Nobody is coming.
Heart is a bomb. Tick... tick... BOOM. It’s going to burst! My chest is ripping open! MAKE IT STOP!
God... help me.
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