Chapter 2
I decided to watch the cocoon. To the best as I can describe it, it looks like a really small bubble of creep, but you can almost see into it. I thought about just walking away, but it would seem irresponsible of me to just leave some substance that I created just sitting there, growing and growing. The creep had almost covered the entire dune as I waited, and it seemed to not be slowing down. "Will this stuff ever stop?" I asked aloud, "Who knows, maybe it will cover all of Earth!" I look around again… "If this is Earth, I haven't seen any sign of civilization yet." As I wait, the cocoon gets bigger. By the end of the day, it was as tall as me, and about as wide as a couch. "So this stuff grows too? Figures," I say to no one.
I'm now assaulted with one of mankind's ultimate enemies… boredom. All through the night I just watch and watch and watch, my cocoon swelling to the size of a large house by daybreak the next day. You could clearly see something swirling inside of it, some sort of liquid. It was purple, but a very light purple. Streaks of green can be seen in the liquid, more and more often with each passing hour.
In the mid-day heat, the cocoon, now the size of a two-story house, burst open. Scraps of some sort of skin and lots of liquid washed over me and the rest the dune crest. "Ahh, my eyes!" I scream as I rapidly try to get it out. To my surprise, I can soon see again… and am perfectly dry. I look down just in time to see the rest of the liquid and scraps of skin get absorbed into my skin, with the creep absorbing the rest in a similar manner. In front of me I some sort of structure, but it was like some sort of structure like I had ever seen. I can only call it a building based on its size. There is a large base in the shape of a circle, with some sort of mass growing up from there in a cone-like shape. The top if it wasn't a point, but more like the top of a tower. There are large tusks sprouting at the top, curving in towards the top, and several larger tusks out near the bottom, curving upwards. The walls are red-orange, and they look like they are made of flesh. I looked closely, and could see what looked like veins in them, pumping something around inside the walls. The top swayed, which wasn't surprising concerning the wind, but it seemed to sway in a pattern, regardless of the way the wind was blowing. In front of me, there was a spot on the wall that looked like an entrance. This was an area where there was a circular hole in the wall, but had another, pinker wall of flesh set slightly further in There was some variety in color, ranging from red to pink in different spots, but it was mostly about in the middle of the two. This inwards wall looked like it was created from overlapping folds of skin, each fold an isosceles triangle with its base on the outside, and every triangle ending with a tooth that curved inwards. These teeth met a central point, and overlapped one another.
"Well, what have I managed to get myself into?" I wondered, "Guess there is nothing for it but to get closer and see if I can get inside. Ten bucks says there isn't a doorknob there." I walk forward and into the gaping hole, which suddenly reminded me of a gaping mouth. "Well, isn't that a comforting thought? Better hurry up or I'll never have the nerve to try this again." I told myself sternly. I continue towards what had decided was the door, and, when I got only 6 inches away, the door opened. All the folds of skin retract into the wall with a swish, allowing my access. "Automatic doors, how luxurious," I say, just trying to keep my mind of the whole being eaten concept. I step through the door, and take a few steps, before hearing the swish again, signaling the closing of the door. I almost panic, with the whole thought of being digested coming into my mind; I hurl myself toward the door, hoping against logic that I could break out. To my surprise, the door opens up again as I come close to it again, and I don't hit the resistance I was expecting and promptly find that I have thrown me to the ground outside. "I have done stupid things in my life, but I'm glad no one saw that one," I said, clearly embarrassed. I get up, and head back through the door, much more confident that I could get out again.
When I get back inside I take a look around. After a foot or so after walking through a tunnel of flesh, of the pinkish variety, I emerge into some sort of chamber. There was only one entrance that I could see, and that was the one I had come through. Around the edges of the chamber were little curved depressions about the length of a leg, but width of a body. The depressions started on the wall, and curved down into the floor. In-between each depression was a divider a flesh that stuck out like a sore thumb. In the middle of the chamber is a spire of flesh that had four thin pieces of flesh coming down from the top to exponentially curve out toward the floor, eventually becoming one with it.
"That looks important," I said, saying the obvious. I walk toward the spire, and tentatively touch my hand to it. As soon as my hand makes contact I hear a voice, "Welcome Overmind." I hear this in my mind, just before my head explodes with information.
A/N: I'll be taking suggestions as well, so please tell me in a review anything you might want to see in the story. There is no guarantee anything will come of it, but if I use your idea, I'll credit it to you down here on the chapter if I use the idea. Forewarning, the idea might be radically changed in its final form that I decide upon.