There was a brief flash of blinding light as soon as you felt something tackle on the ground. It happened so fast that you could not react. It ended as soon as it began. You regained your vision and by then, the thief is gone and a broken device between your legs. As you stood up and dusted off your clothes, you heard a flurry of marching feet. Guards ran past you with guns at the ready. As soon as they turned the corner, you heard gunshots fired in the air. Scared for your life, you ran as fast as you could back home.
While on your hasty return, changes were not so apparent on your outside appearance. But little did you know, the chemical makeup of your body is undergoing a drastic change. Proteins unfolded and folded into new products. Your DNA unwinds and has the sequences of its nucleotides change into something more than human. You felt weird on the inside but you blamed it on the incident earlier. The crash must have shaken you by the nogging and you’re just feeling the brunt of it. Feeling squeamish and hot, you headed for your bed as soon as you reached your house. You did not even greet your parents, three of your brothers, and the family of your cousin that is staying for the spring break. You ignored their greeting and went to your bed.
The sun reached its zenith then bobbed in the horizon hours later. Surprisingly, the news hasn’t reported the thief incident earlier. It was kept under wraps and those behind the device were relieved that it broke before it was used. Or was it…
You woke up just before dinner, still feeling uncomfortable in your skin. Your torso is a furnace, every breath billowed fire. Undressing down to your boxers did not help either. You left your bed and tried to call your mother, but you stumbled on the floor and landed yourself in front of the mirror. In the reflection, you saw something you could not quite understand. Your face glimmered in the light, a faint shine of blue. Then your cheeks looked as if they were drooping, like a thick slob of honey pouring to the floor. Then you heard it, a slope of something wet! Looking down, you saw a piece of yourself drip to the floor and coagulate into one viscous mass. You tried scooping it up but your hands are as jelly as your face. Soon enough, every inch of your body changed into this strange mass. Stranger still, is that you could still retain your senses in this new gooey form. You could see your bedroom from all angles, and you could still feel the bristles of your bedroom carpet underneath. However, the hot feeling disappeared, as well as your appendages. Looking back to the mirror, you’ve seen what you’ve become. A slime of some sort, shining and blue. You could glide on the floor, living bits of yourself behind that somehow returns to you if you stood still. Then there is this whisper in your mind. Like an instinct dictating you to look for a host. And somehow, you are compelled by this voice to do it.