Night: The unknown me

"Lig...light, ahh, is it night already? My, My head. I think I slept while watching the child leave. I was feeling weak a while ago, but now it feels a little better." While looking down, the person in question slowly stood up, crouching, while also trying to balance the unusual body. The person analyzes the forest at night. The surrounding area was filled with unknown sounds of potential brids and other creatures. The place was dark, so much so that it's hard to differentiate between day and night just by vision alone. The denser portion of the woodland was where an uncommon report of fog was coming from. Looking at the fog, the person in question feels a sense of unease. Ignoring the feeling, he starts to look closely with a mind of intrigue, slowly moving his hands and seeing every single nerve without realizing that he can see in the dark. They are wet and almost like small, hairy ruts, but there are no traces of blood; the nerves are looking like they are inside the body but are floating in the midair. Thinking about his present situation, the person lost track of time. "It's like my body is as bad as it can be; even if I don't know if my body needs something, I don't feel any need for food or water, nor am I breathing. I don't even have lungs to breathe air or a nose to smell! Can't talk And somehow I can listen without ears? Is being lucky not enough? Why me? Why is it always me and me alone?" "Continue shouting inside his mind.". While the person in question was angry at everything that happened after the unplanned incident, his body stratified to go to an open part of the forest.

Without his knowledge, his body goes to a place that almost looks like a graveyard, not far from where he was a moment ago. From time to time, the air flows, making the trees surrounding the place move in an unnaturally hard way, the tree trunks rubbing with each other, the leaves making a loud and constant source of sound, while a narrow path was visible farther away. In this place where there was no sign of life and only remains grevs, who were directly made from ground with named stones in them, the person's body starts to dig one of the many grevs near him with his non-existent hands, looking blankly with no reaction. Moment by moment, the hole was slowly growing, and his hands started to move faster with more physical force. Digging crazily like a breast, his body finds the head of a dead body. Without killing any time, his hands rest around the head, and the individual nerves start acting like little tentacles and slowly crushing the skull of the dead body. Cracking sounds echo through the forest; slowly, the body of the person in question lifts the deformed brain. Rotten, slimy, and in almost no light of night, shins are dark red and gray. His body starts to absorb the brain through his non-existent hands made out of nerves. His nerves became bigger and gradually absorbed the brain; he remained motionless, his body leaning backward and his gaze up, without showing any signs of sentience.