I was on a bed, something disgustingly cool on my face as it fed me air, as I was incapable of breathing through my nose.


    Then I felt something enter my mouth and I gagged out of reflex.


    However I felt something pierce into my arm and then darkness claimed me.


    ...


    I woke up to feel a tearing pain in my chest, as if something was forcing it''s way out of me!


    Groaning in pain, I tried to roll over, only to find that I was cuffed to the rail, and couldn''t move anything besides my head.


    ''What''s happening to me?''


    "Is anyone there? Hello?!" I screamed, yet I received no reply, then I felt something move in my chest, and a wave of pain washed through my body.


    "Aaaaghhhhhh!" Something pressed against my ribcage and broke it into several pieces, then I felt it biting it''s way through my flesh and I blanked.


    ''No way, isn''t this a Chestbuster from the Alien Franchise? How the fuck did I get in this situation?'' Thrashing on the bed, I felt my skin stretch and knew it was in it''s final stages of gestation.


    Opening my mouth, I let out a hoarse scream as blood trickled down my chest. Then something black wormed it''s way out of the hole and my body went still.


    Then I lost consciousness.


    ...


    When I woke, I was surrounded by red and white things, fragments that smelled delicious... wait, that''s clearly the remains of a human being...


    ''Why does a corpse look so appealing to me? Wait, where am I?'' I looked around and found that I was restricted, something kept pushing against my body, so looking around I found that I was wrapped in red meat, and working my way out, I realized I was inside a corpse!


    ''Ew, who the fuck put me in a corpse? What kind of sick game is this? Wait, why am i alive? I remember it coming out of my chest!''


    Then I looked down and realized my body was rather small and wormlike with a grey color running down the full length of my body.


    ''Holy shit!'' I opened my mouth and a high pitched screech came out.


    ''Am I a Xenomorph? But how? I died and reincarnated as the very thing that killed me? Is this some sick joke?'' I wiggled my way out of the corpse, or rather my corpse, and crawled off into the bed and looked at my ravaged body.


    Blood stained the sheets I laid on, while leather straps held my body in place, not allowing for movement in the slightest.


    My face was a mask of pain, my features looking like a mask of a devil.


    Wincing at my former body, I bowed my head in respects and crawled off the bed and down to the ground.


    With a thud, I hit the ground, however it didn''t hurt as much as I expected, so I just wiggled my way to the door and looked outside.