So much darkness...stifling, cramped, hot. It was time to get out of this, to become...other. She didn't fully understand this need, but neither did she understand how to question it. She fought, pushing against the confines that had kept her for so long, feeling a burst of triumph when she managed to break through and snap more of the prison wall. So concentrated on her work was she that she didn't even pay attention to the loud noises from outside. They did not matter. All that mattered was getting free.
Finally, after a long time (far too long, in her opinion), she was able to poke her head out of the darkness into the light. There was so much she had to close her eyes at first, to keep from being blinded. Slowly, by degrees, she opened them again, squinting.
She saw a number of blurred images, filled with darkness. It seemed that they were all trying to get into her line of vision. She looked away, disgusted; she hated the darkness, she'd been trapped in it for far too long, she didn't want to see any more darkness-and then there was a figure of light.
Well, not really light. But compared to the dark forms around it, it was brilliance itself. Slowly she focused her vision- and saw that the light possessed the most beautiful, wonderful face she'd ever seen. The fact that it was the most wonderful only because it was the first she'd ever seen didn't register in her brain. All she knew was that she must follow it. Everywhere and anywhere.
Making excited noises, she began to fight her way out of the prison even faster, pushing and shoving until she spilled out in a heap. She didn't understand the babble of noise from the darker creatures as this happened. Not even the one that said, "Congratulations, Doc. You are now officially a mother."
Let me know if you're confused by this, and I'll try to explain.