r/shortscarystories
1 day ago
deathherself3
Warming Up
Drip, drip, drip.
The ice was melting. My prison was thawing. Soon, I would be free.
How had the world changed, I wondered. Would it be easy to find food, to find warmth, to find shelter? Would I be stranded here on the ice or in the water?
Drip, drip, drip.
I had been frozen for so long. So very long. My siblings beside me yearned for freedom just as I did. When the ice gave way we would burst forth and see what the world offered us.
I hoped it was thriving out there.
Drip, drip, drip.
We needed it to be thriving. Whatever was out there wasn't ready for us, I was sure. Our hosts, whatever form they took, were unsuspecting. We could, and have, survived for hundreds of thousands of years in this cold, unforgiving desert. The permafrost we have been hibernating in is giving way to the warming earth below. It was almost time to leave, to spread, to infect.
Drip, drip, drip.