Have you ever wondered what it would be like, to be surrounded by hundreds, thousands, even millions of people, with whom you had nothing in common? It's a strange thing to think about, because, even though you might not know them, you're all still humans, you think alike, feel alike, and you know that you have at least something, either physically or emotionally in common with those around you. However, what if that was not the case? What if you had no idea how anyone thought or solved problems, hell, you barely even know what they even are, and they don't have any goddamn clue as to what you could possibly be. That'd be pretty bad right? Imagine that, but you have no way to contact anyone and no way to go back home. That's what happened to me, and while you may never experience something like this yourself, I'll tell you what it's like.
"Agh. Jesus Christ my friggin head!" I groaned, my hand pressed on my wet temple, pulsating with waves of pure agony, each worse than the last. I opened my eyes and looked at my hand, a small amount of blood on my palm. "What the hell happened?"
I reached into my pocket for my phone but found nothing but lint. I checked the rest of my pockets, no wallet, no keys, and no phone. "Well... shit, I guess I got robbed." I groaned again and lay my head down.
"Where even am I?" I thought to myself, trying to remember what I had done last night, but nothing abnormal came to mind. All I remember was getting home and going to sleep. I sat up, causing my head to envelope itself in a tidal wave of pain. Whoever hit me had a damn good arm.
I forced myself to deal with the pain, opening my eyes. What lay before me just caused more confusion. I was in the middle of what seemed to be a piece of farmland. I didn't know what to make of it,and I was in too much pain to care about it right now. I took a deep breath and waited for my head to calm down before I gathered the strength to stand up.
I examined my surroundings. "Huh," I said to myself. I had absolutely no idea where I was, but it sure as hell was not Seattle. I squinted and searched for any sign of civilization, but saw nothing, that was until I spotted a trail of dust in the distance.
"Thank God, a car!" I said, gleeful, as it began coming my way. I jumped and began flailing my arms like a maniac, ignoring my possible life-threatening head injury in order to try and get the driver's attention. As if to acknowledge that they had seen me, the vehicle honked and approached. I peered into the cabin, but couldn't get a good glimpse of the driver, as the windshield was covered in dirt and mud. I'd just have to take my chances with the driver, not that I had much choice.
The trucked stopped a few yards ahead of me. As the passenger side window rolled down, I stared in complete befuddlement.
"Well, you sure are a mighty strange lookin critter arentcha?" I hesitated to respond.
"Please forgive me sir, but uh..." I couldn't find the words to say, the man looked like a goat! Now I don't mean that to be an insult, but he legitimately looked like a goat as in the farm animal.
"That's a rather nasty lookin cut you got on your head there friend, are you feeling alright?"
I took a deep breath. I must have been hit really, really hard, I'd applaud the person who did it, but it still hurts like hell, and they did still sorta rob me.
"Sorry sir, I'm just... very confused right now, I can't think straight." My head began pulsing again. "God damn it!" I yelled, collapsing onto the ground. I heard the car door open and slam shut.
"Oh my, we should get you to a doctor!" my vision blurred, and began to fade, but I could feel something presumably the... goat? No, there was no way. Shit, I've been messed up pretty damn bad. The 'goat' placed me into the seat, right before I passed out.
I woke up, a bright light beaming into my eyes. I lay confused for a moment, before sitting up. I groaned, still attempting to gather my bearings on the situation I was in. I examined my surroundings: White floor, pale green walls, and it had the smell of disinfectant and cleaner fluid. Was I in a hospital? That probably means that I was not dreaming earlier.
I touched my head and felt a soft cloth where my cut had been. Shit, that confirms it. Although someone had bandaged it, so I guess whoever found me did end up keeping their promise. I sought some more and discovered an IV pinned into my forearm. However, there seemed to be quite a few acupuncture wounds covering my arm. Whoever had inserted it had trouble finding the vein.
I began to feel worried. What kind of hospital was this? Was this even a hospital? I slightly panicked, causing my heart rate to increase. I tried to stand up, but I realized that I had been handcuffed to the hospital bed. Suddenly a figure walked in, and once again, I became disoriented. It was some sort of bear, I think? To be honest I didn't even know if I still had the capacity to think.
"Oh, you're awake! Thank the heavens, we had no idea what to do!" I raised my unchained hand and stopped her.
"Before you continue, I need some answers and I need them now, I am really fucking confused, and I don't even know where I am." I furrowed my brow, attempting to be as intimidating as possible.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry sir! Please, allow me to explain. My name is Sandra, and you're at West Worth M.D. Although I cannot explain what happened to you, as I myself am quite confused as well.
I calmed down. "Yeah, I don't know how I ended up getting hit so badly. Whoever did it robbed me, though." I responded.
She sat down and stared at me for a moment. "That's not what I was entirely confused about. What really baffled me was, your, biology? I guess is how you would put it?" She looked at me quizzically, and I stared back, confused.
"What do you mean?" I responded, becoming slightly worried as to what she meant.
"Well, we've never seen anything like it, we searched every piece of research we have gathered, we asked everyone we knew, but we just don't know."
"What do you mean? Is it like a disease or something?" I asked, worried for my health. "Am I going to be alright, doctor? What's wrong with me?"
She waved her hands in dismissal, trying to calm me down. "No, no! It's not that! At least I don't think it is. You just don't share anything with any animal we've seen before."
...What? Was she crazy? What the hell was that supposed to mean?
"Doctor, I don't know what the fuck is going on right now, but I've been seeing people as goddamn animals for the past day, and what the fuck do you mean by 'any animal'? I'm a fucking human like everyone else! Are you insane?"
I was yelling like a madman, I must have seemed insane, but what else could I do? I had no idea what was going on!
"Calm down sir! Listen, what we mean is that we haven't met any, 'humans'? Is that what you said you were? Ever. I realize you might be confused, but you must understand we are as confused as you are. I don't know where you're from, but obviously, you aren't from here. I'm going to get the psychologist who can hopefully explain this all to you. I'm sorry for any confusion, and the cuffs are just a precautionary measure, but before I go, I just thought I should say, welcome to Zootopia.