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Chapter 4 - Incubation

I am birthed and this time I am a bird oddly enough instead of a warm blanket it was like hard moist clay.

Instead of a light at the end of the womb, it was like a black window breaking revealing a scene I didn't expect.

I bunch of chicks with one eye chirping and hitting each other with their beaks.

I didn't have the motor control issues this time well not as bad as my horse life.

I turn to see a huge black bird with one eye looking over us.

I contemplate the life I am going to live eating alien worms and such when a big bird smashes her beak into my exposed belly and starts feasting on my insides.

Blatant infanticide.

Hate coursed through me like penicillin while in the blender.

I cursed whatever luck caused me to be murdered three times in a row.

I hated whatever gods may be, hated whatever devil or demon existed I hated myself for still being alive.

Again, I am thrown into what I call the blender.

Pain and birth are what I go through repeatedly.

I learn to keep track of time when I am aware.

Not bothering to account for the time I spent unconscious or crazed.

I was a fly that lived for five hours.

I was a snake for a year before I was eaten by a larger snake.

At times I didn't know if I was being birthed or dying.

Often times I am tossed into the blender not knowing how I died ceasing to exist from my perspective.

I called the time in between the 'incubation station'.

A catchy name if you ask me.

Too many times I died in the womb.

Hope starts to fade along with my sanity.

I lived as a worm-like creature with constant slime oozing out of what felt like skin but wasn't really skin.

For a year I sifted through the dirt until I was caught by some unknown predator, I had no eyes to tell.

After the worm was a fish which I assumed was another Alien world because I saw many sea mammals I would never see on Earth.

Duel-headed sharks and rainbow-colored dolphins of all colors filled the sea.

Fear unlike I have ever felt before was within that ocean.

The thought of being attacked from all those angles never left my mind but I lived for twenty peaceful years before dying of old age.

By this time, I was hardened and ready for what was next nothing would surprise me.

At least that is what I thought.

I have spent the last twenty-five years counting in this Incubation station.

The first year I spent dreading the life I am going to live but when nothing happened, I did the only thing I could do.

I planned.

I started cataloging my life, the one thing I still had going for me was my eidetic memory.

Everything I have seen I have saved to the best of my knowledge.

I learn to never doubt my memory.

It only leads to a bad place.

As soon as I get a chance I am going to do my best to figure out how to die permanently until then I'll do whatever it takes to survive.

That was my only goal It seemed daunting because if I was being birthed repeatedly throughout existence I might never get the chance to die permanently before I just snap.

Time was my only enemy.