You are Peter Mylen.
You are 36.
You are well.
You are in your apartment bedroom on the 9th floor of your building.
You are laying still.
The curtains are closed.
The door is shut.
The lamp is on. It seems dim.
Your radio is turned off.
Your phone has 3% battery.

>Check the time.
>Turn on the radio.
>Open the curtains.
>Turn off the lamp.

>>6240931 (OP)
>CHECK THE TIME

>>6240931 (OP)
>Open the curtains

>>6240931 (OP)
>>Turn on the radio.

You check the time. It is 6:40 AM.
You turn on the radio. A scratchy voice is on the usual station.

“It’s… *cough, wheeze* a DOOZY, folks! You best see for yourself! An’ I tell ya, a-ah-aha, *cough, wheeze, cough*, LIGHTS OFF! Take a step outside an’ jus’ *cough, wheeze* Well, I’ll say it again!”

You change the channel to an easy listening station.
Your hands hover over the curtains.

>Open the curtains
>Don’t open the curtains
>Peek outside

>>6241214
>peak outside
love is in the air tonight and so is something beyond the veil of sanity evidently

>>6241214
>Peek outside

You peek outside.
It is very dark. The streetlights are unnaturally dimmed. The sky looks inexplicably hostile.
You feel like the sky is falling down to crush you.
Your head aches.
Your eyes begin to water.
You can't pull your vision away.
You feel your head bursting.
Your spine and your tongue are touching.
You stretch yourself out of the window, shattering it.
It all hurts so much.
You wrap your thin, prehensile spinetongue around the nearest streetlight and pull yourself into the open street.
You let out a scream that turns into a crunchy, wet growl.
Your throat is cavernous.
Your mind is deteriorating.

>Hang onto a shred of sanity. (Continue as Peter Mylen)
>Become a wild beast (New random survivor)

>>6241351
>Continue as Peter Mylen
Now we can have some fun, unlike the other beasts we are sane(in theory)

>>6241532
You are... Peter Mylen... or something similar to him.
Your head is a messy bloom of meat and twisting sinew around a bony core. Your brain has sunken into your neck.
Your spinetongue is three feet long. You now see that it has absorbed part of your intestines.
You are incapable of ambulatory movement.
Out in the dark, you feel the weight of the world on you.
The sky is crushing your mind.
Cars are swerving desperately on the road.
Various shapes run haphazardly in and out of buildings.

>Seek shelter immediately
>Grasp aggressively at a shape
>Look up and ascertain the nature of the darkness

>>6241566
>Seek shelter immediately
see if we can find a mirror to really take it all in

>>6241566
>Seek shelter immediately

>>6241566
>eat cereal

What was the idea behind this one? Interesting premise.