Jacob slept, and as he slept the creature oozed and squelched it's way up the side of his bed, slimy trail left in it's wake. As it's dark, inky black form touched the skin of Jacob's arm, he shuddered in his slumber. It's front end raised, splitting into a gaping maw that appeared to taste at the air, waiting until Jacob fell back into a deeper sleep before continuing it's journey across his arm, up his chin and, with one sudden, slithering movement, in to his nose. Jacob shuddered once, twice, and then was still, his eyelids rapidly flickering open and closed to reveal the ivory whites of his eyes, rolled deep back into his head.
The creature that was Jacob awoke, enshrouded under the covers of the bed. Its eyes roved madly about the room, taking in detail and confirming its designation and purpose. Dresser, wooden construct for the purposes of storage. Painting, dried, coloured liquid applied to a canvas substrate to provide visual ornamentation. Door, portal through which entry to other areas is gained via manipulation of an attached mechanism, designated handle. It then attempted to delve deeper into its thoughts. It was Jacob. This was its dwelling. It called itself human. But, alarmingly, there was a sizable portion of its thoughts that could not be accessed at will, yet came to mind when confronted with the relevant stimuli. Wardrobe, a wooden container of clothes, material coverings for the sake of societal modesty.
With jerking movements, the creature launched itself wildly from the bed, crashing to the floor and, in the process, experiencing a surprising sensation. Pain, a stimulation of nervous fibres through physical trauma. After much difficulty, the creature rose unsteadily to its legs, swaying as it attempted to gain its balance. Tentatively, it raised one foot after the other and proceeded to walk towards the wardrobe, donning clothes hastily before walking towards the door. It stared at the handle for a moment, before extending fumbling fingers to grip the mechanism and turn it counter-clockwise. The door didnt open. Clearly some other manipulation was required, so the creature tried pushing against the door with the handle still turned, ramming its body against the wood before bouncing back, door swinging open furiously with the force of the motion.
The creature stared at the strange world of concrete and metal that stretched out before it as light shone through the open door and a cool breeze billowed into the apartment. Up above, masses of vapourised liquid floated across a blue sky, light from the high end of the visible spectrum reflected through particles in the atmosphere to tint it such a colour. Down below, beings scurried purposefully, ambulating down the sidewalks and speeding by in wheeled mechanical boxes made of metal, each being moving onward for seemingly important, yet individual purposes. The creature strode from the apartment, leaving the door wide open behind it and went down to join the masses.
As it walked among them the creature eagerly observed the beings, who passed by with barely a glance in its direction. He noted that, when collected together, the beings regularly manipulated their sustenance orifices, projecting sound from within, presumably in some primitive form of communication. The creature attempted this experimentally, drawing attention from the passers by. Some held small electronic devices, connected to their auditory passageways via strands of wound metal, while others consumed liquid from coarse and synthetic, heat insulating containers.
Approaching a juncture that intersected the tracks upon which the wheeled boxes sped, the beings stopped before a glowing red light, standing in ceremonious order. The creature stood with them until, when the light turned suddenly green, the wheeled boxes stopped and the beings crossed over tracks. The creature followed with the tide and continued its exploration, but before long began to feel something. Deep inside the centre of its form was a gnawing, insistent sort of feeling that demanded attention, and lower still, the creatures insides churned and grumbled angrily, threating action
But, in spite of instructions to cease, its body reacted of its own volition and the upper back of its legs were suddenly coated in a warm and pungent substance expelled from another of its many orifices. The creature could only presume that this was a waste product from the digestive process, but judging from the distance the beings were now keeping from it, clutching tight at their olfactory protuberances, the creature had clearly broken in social protocol. His insides no longer churned, but still there was the gnawing, empty sensation in the centre of its being.
Quite how such beings survived in bodies that obeyed only certain commands, that were rendered inoperative through sufficient physical trauma, or that had thoughts rise unbidden and unwanted, the creature that was Jacob could only guess. Even now, an unspecified pain was pulsing inside its head, causing the creature to involuntarily double over, clutching with useless fingers at the source. The beings nearby began to gather around as the creature fell to its knees. One being put a hand on its shoulder and the creature looked up, uncomprehending, at a face that babbled noise, questioning, the creature felt. Now the pain was intense. A searing pain, hot and intensifying before, suddenly, exploding. The creature convulsed on the floor, as beings gasped and clutched mechanical devices to their ears, inanely chattering as, for the creature that was Jacob, everything went black.
Crawling, the creature pulled itself from the body that had been Jacob, its ink black form coated in mucus and blood from the cooling corpse. As it fell from the nose and onto a chest that no longer rose and fell with the rhythmic pattern of breathing, the creature recalled all it had learnt. Its exploration had ended much like the others, the host bodies of these beings seemingly incompatible with that of the creatures and expelling it in the same, violent manner. Yet the information gathered would prove invaluable, the creature thought, as its undulating body slithered from the corpse and on to the cold metal table. It squelched across a sheet of paper lying next to the body of its former host as it passed, upon which the two top-most columns read; Name: Jacob Smith, Cause of death: paradoxical cerebral embolism.