R.A.M
My pod has been isolated in a small house in the middle of the unknown. Nothing is seen, heard, felt, or smelt in the pod. But one day, the pod opened. As it opened, my body was rested on three aluminum bars while the turquois colored goo poured out of the pod, and down the drain. When I opened my eyes, the blinding light of a LED light bulb. While the room was as bright as the sun, I was in the dark. I didn’t know who, what, were and how.
The machine I was in took a few minutes to reboot, but when it did, it was unpleasant. The machine was injecting all sorts of substances into my veins and arteries. When the machine was finish