New Life...
Now I sleep standing up. It's not so hard once the joints lock together. I bet it's been days since I've even moved. I find it quite pleasant down here.
Here is a dark place, full of little sounds and insects. I slipped my way down after she left. I've been standing in this pipe without any need to move for a long time. I can't feel anymore, but I'm quite sure there are bugs crawling their way around inside my mouth. Sometimes they crunch when I feel the hunger.
Sometimes there are pains. Real pains, and then I move around. I let out little noises and I fall over and shake. A rat got too close while I was on the ground, I ate the thing.
Now I have been standing here for eternity. I don't seem to exist, everything is black. The only things I hear are rats and insects, little echoed and screechy voices.
Pain, it's back. Oh no, it's really bad. I can't help moaning, and it feels like my throat is ripping itself open. Here it comes… something just ripped. Shedding skin, shedding bones, letting it go, claws are better. I don't need this face, or these eyes. I lost my lips days ago, and I don't need to stand anymore. I've got a new arm, and it could rip a man's head off. I can taste the air with the buds on my tongue as it escapes my fangs. That ripping sound is my freedom, and I don't need to be down in this hole anymore.
I found my way into a land of blinking lights and glass doors through the sewer ventilation. There were a lot of the rotting ones there, all of them mushy bags of green decay. I enjoyed crawling along the ceiling and picking up one by the head, only to have its neck give way and the body fall off. Then a real one showed up. He wasn't rotting, I could taste his sweat in the air.
Dropping down in front of him, I heard every little thing. His heartbeat was fast, the blood in his veins racing, even his bowels were clenching as he saw me. All blue and gray and black, claws that could rip him apart and a tongue that could twist his head off. He had a right to be scared, but he was a threat also. I let out a murmur of warning as I heard something metallic click, and his muscles tensed as he pointed something at me.
KABAM, my upper body flew back as my clawed feet kept planted on the ground. There was a hole in my chest, and I felt chunks hanging out on my back. His muscles tensed again as he realized that wasn't enough to kill me, and I lunged at him screaming. The razor line missed him as he ducked underneath and ran out of the room. I heard a beep and the mechanized door was locked.