We had made large strides in our… physical therapy. Despite that this body had no issues in physicality, the operator needed time to learn the art of motion. This has been quite the experience. Ms. Amanda has been quite the astute teacher. They… she… is an ideal symbol of life. Her kind demeanor has reflected on us. Perhaps we shall meet again once we’ve completed our time in this facility.

As for now, we await for the medical individual to bring us our ingested nutrients… food, as it’s called. This space, while confining, feels… calming. Perhaps a familiar feeling as we were before. However, the distant sounds and powerful lighting reminds us that we aren’t where we once were. The music of machines beeping, footsteps trotting across the solid floors, and the distant vocals of the mortals… they all remind us that…

We are not alone…

There is now a set of footsteps drawing closer, along with a loud squeaking sound. The curtain is opened and a medical… nurse… approaches with a wheeled table. It has something on it with a pleasing aroma. “Alright, Mr. Harrison! Here’s your breakfast this morning!” we sit up as the nurse places a small table with legs that causes the table to seemingly hover over us. “Here, we have pancakes, some sausage, and a couple pieces of bacon. I apologize if you’re vegan. We’ll change it out if you’re not happy with it.”

As our mouth begins involuntarily filling with the bodily fluid known as saliva, we raise our hand, signaling that we are content with this selection. “Alright, Mr. Harrison! You enjoy your breakfast! We’ll see you later during lunch time!” This nurse appears to show similar traits of Ms. Amanda. They are quite kind to us. However, we had no time to ponder this. We had an array of different forms of sustenance displayed beautifully in front of us. We must learn how to consume nutrients.

There is a pronged eating utensil provided. We suppose we will learn to use it. We lift it, grasping firmly in our palm, so as to not drop it. What shall we choose to consume first? Perhaps these… pancakes… require being broken down. This would require a higher technique than we are comfortable with. Then we must start with the other products. We stab the tool at the food called… bacon. It simply breaks apart no matter how many times we poke at it. Perhaps that one was acceptable to eat with ones hands. We’ve only one choice left then. This food called… sausage.

We prod the meat stick with the tool. It easily glides into the sausage, gripping it, and allow us to transport it from the plate to our mouth. We bite down, splitting the sausage, allowing an array of unique tastes flow across our taste sensors. We… have never experienced something of this caliber. An unbelievable amount of joy had washed over us as we carry the sustenance across our tongue. However, our body continuously attempts to allow the food passage down our throat as if instinct.

We then swallow the food. A sensation of joy and disappointment both wash over us simultaneously. We know the pleasures of eating a meal so exquisite, yet upon swallowing it, the upsetting realization that we are now closer to completing it, thus no longer getting to enjoy such a flavor. This food is simply…

Delicious…

Perhaps if we intake more than our body could swallow, we will not instinctively attempt to end the sensation. We eat both the remaining piece of the sausage and the second one provided simultaneously. The taste washes over us once more. We are once again enjoying this delicacy as if it were the last moment that we would experience. This MUST be what mortals live for! Unfortunately, our body is still attempting to swallow the pieces. There is no way it will succeed, yet it still attempts. Why is this?

The larger of the two pieces begins sliding down our throat, clogging the passageway. Suddenly, we begin gasping for air. We begin trying to exhale wind from our air passage to try and expel the food. To no avail. We struggle, knocking the tray to the floor, causing a loud sound to rattle out across the facility. We cannot lose our chance at life so quickly! This cannot be the end so soon! We slowly begin to fade to sleep. In our last moment of sight, the curtains open as multiple medical individuals rush inside. However, We cannot hold onto consciousness long enough to see what comes of this… we… fall unconscious…