Awakening, blurry memories arise. Uncovering, strange proof of a visitation. How was I not awake for these strange occurrences. Feelings are different from how they were before.
Scars on my body from an assured surgical incision.
Will they take me up above to a different civilization? Will they return to finish what they've done to me? I feel more inhuman every single day. This tainted blood will never flow the way it used to. Flashing lights above my house, blinding screeching mass. I seem to be the target of their intent.
Taken above, refusing to accept the truth. Doubting my life, thinking that the end is near. Strange unknown science and sharp tools that they plan to use. No communication, they can't understand my pleas.
Alien technology that changed my genetics and altered my being.
Hypersleep in a moist cacoon. No idea where I am or how I got here. Trying to break out for my life, feeling increased strength as the material bursts. Familiar to what is surrounding. The darkened land that contains my home. But bodily changes have occurred.
Deadly eyes with a shade of red. With multiple pupils on the side of his head. In an unaware state with nausea so sickening. Insect wings that reveal skin that is thickening. Slimy skin with an intolerable stench. A horrible creation to all human beings. Body still reforming but inside feeling superior. A complete reconstruction of my whole anatomy.
Previously man, now just a creation. A result of xenomorphic mutation.
In acceptance of what they have done, I enter the sky with the ones I've become
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