>>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