Gradually, the bounds of your prison seem to harden around you, seemingly leaving you less and less floating room. Within days, you can feel your entire body being pressed against the walls - if your body grows or this shell shrinks any more, you're gonna burst. Suddenly you feel something you've never felt before: you're moving! You start to slide for a bit, then land with a soft thud after which you keep rolling a bit. After a long time, you instinctively get the idea to break out of here and before you know it you're pecking away at the walls. You hear a soft cracking, and sunlight streams in. You keep pecking until you can make your way out, and immediately close your eyes against the sunlight. There is a faint odor of straw in the air, and your ears are continually filled with the clucking of multiple chickens. You try to respond but all you can produce is a soft "cheep!" and you decide to finally open your eyes to see what's going on. You are, as you expected, on a chicken farm and your sight is oddly monochrome. You see a small reflective window, so you wobble towards it to the best of your ability to see what's wrong with you. Looking back at you is the cutest, fluffiest chicken chick you've ever seen. Your eyes are like black beads, you have three-toed claw feet and all that's left of your arms are little wing stumps. You try to fly with them, but fail to even get off the ground. Seeing as you're too weak to go anywhere, it seems like you'll be stuck here for a while...