Chapter 1; Chestburster

It's warm, with an intoxicating smell. This is all I know, this is my life so far.
My nest, it's cosy, comforting, almost suffocating.
I don't know how long I've been here, I have no concept of time.
I just know I have to eat, eat and grow.
Grow until I can no longer fit in my nest and then- I don't know. Just eat and grow.
A loud noise erupts from somewhere, my nest shakes, it hurts my senses. I try to move away, but there is no room.
Liquid ecstasy is around me, sloshing over me, I open my mouth and consume as much as my small body will allow.
I need more, more than liquid. I nibble at the flesh that cushions me in my nest.
I feel lethargic, that's not right. I shouldn't feel that way, I know.
I need out, my nest has shrunk, I no longer fit.
I bite viciously at the flesh that has been my womb, my nest, my sustenance.
There is something in my way, I can't get past them, these bars. I have to break them. So I do.