"U…u…ugh…"
Adam woke to a crawling agony. Well, when has he not? The only difference was the level of agony.
In this case, the pain started in his pelvis and spread downward straight through his toes. Yes, through. His body was even more of a mess than when he got plowed by the truck the other day.
He groggily tilted his head, blinking away the haze, only to see his lower body—a mangled mess of twisted flesh and shattered bone. They pulsed and squirmed with each heartbeat, already slowly knitting itself back together.
Muscle fibers stretched across gaps like spider silk. Bone fragments clicked into place with wet, grinding sounds.
"Great… just great," he whispered, looking around his room this time.
He found himself sprawled across a nest of eggs, their shells warm and slick beneath his palms.
"Again…?"
