[ WP ] You died . You were reborn . You remembered your previous life . But that 's actually pretty useless - because you were n't reborn human .

There is a ghost of fear at the utter darkness that I had woke to. Yet it had no base, no stomach churning unease or quickening of the heart as the instinct was gone. Strange as it was, there was something far more troubling as my senses continued to take in my situation. Trying to stretch my arms and legs only returned with a disturbing lack of response. 
 
 My mind started racing through all kinds of scenarios, I remember my death. It was far from a peaceful one as I was pushed out a window by my wife... the bitch. What had she done to me? I kept her fed and housed even if it was a shitty apartment. So what if I might have hit her once or twice in anger, that's what being married was all about. Then it hit me, she must have buried me outside thinking I was dead. 
 
 It was enough to make me writhing mad, thrashing about in my hole. Even without limbs it seemed I could still do something. The dirt around me was loose, I might survive just yet to pay her back and it was n't going to be just the back of my hand this time. The thought gave me hope as I fell to doing something so degrading to escape. 
 
 Using the one thing I had left to me, mouth spread wide to take a big bite from the earth. It was... not that bad actually, what the hell did she bury me in? Worse hunger seemed to take me heavily as soon as I had the first taste. Of all things I ended up swallowing the filth. Taking another bite as it seemed to help with that sharp pain of my empty stomach. Two led to three, three led to four and really that insatiable hunger just made me loose count. 
 
 Body writhing as I worked my way at what I hoped was up. That new worry bringing with it the thought of changing direction. An old divers trick though came to mind... just a bit more sloppy. Getting a bunch of saliva in my mouth I let it just drool out. Blind as I was I just felt it's direction and had to change course once in a while. Oh she will have hell to pay for what she is making me do now. 
 
 After what seemed like an eternity I managed to sense a difference. I did n't know if it was the looser soil or just the feeling along my skin but I was close. The last few bites brought me outside, I was free! The exhalation only lasted bare moments as my... senses. I would n't even call it eyes had adjusted to the light. Something was wrong and beyond just my arms missing. 
 
 In a panicked rush, I pulled myself free of what looked to be a rounded long hill. Everything around me was big... if big were even enough to describe the towering forest of blades that was about the hill. Twisting to look at what might be binding me, at the least I could be free to walk. Finding some horror of a sleeping bag covering me. Yet as I moved, that monstrous form was not just some sheath covering me but my flesh itself. 
 
 It was then that I realized that I had indeed died that day. My new squirming body called out the instinct to hide as it was dangerous out here. I bit back into the literal piece of shit I had been born into. Burrowing down into the safety of the darkness to be free from attacks. Instincts taking over as I sought to survive until I can sprout my wigs. Who was I to deserve being reborn as a maggot?
