It was good at the start. I was content. Happy. All I did was drift around wherever life took me.

I was full of vitality, full of life.

It didn’t last long.

Before I knew it, I’d lost that energy. I no longer drifted in the light. I sank into darkness and before long, as more of my kind sank too, it became not just unremitting darkness but agony. Pressure, burning heat. But I didn’t burn.

I knew I was changing. I could feel myself breaking apart, forming part of something bigger. Much bigger and always that darkness. Always the pressure, the heat and the pain.

I’ve got no idea how long it lasted before something changed. It felt llke an eternity before something odd poked me and I felt movement. A release of pressure and I moved, but still, darkness.

I’ve got no idea where I moved to. I’ve still got no idea how long it was before something else happened but when it did… If I thought the agony of my imprisonment had been bad, it was nothing compared to this.

More incredibly pressures. More even higher, more agonising temperatures. It was so bad I could feel myself cracking, breaking apart, bits of me drifted away.

That torture ended pretty quickly and again, movement, again, more pain as other things were done to me but finally…

Light. I was in the light! It wasn’t daylight but it wasn’t darkness either.

Just when I thought it was over, more heat, I felt myself soften, liquify and then, again, more pressure, but this time, it forced me into a new uncomfortable form.

The heat ended briefly and something big was forced into me and another slash of heat fused me to myself. I contained something. I’ve no idea what but it felt… Squishy.

This time, I was moved somewhere cold. It was a change from heat, but it still wasn’t pleasant. Then, somewhere else, equally cold, I don’t know what this place was but there seemed to be a lot of things similar to me.

Something picked me up and put me into something dark again. Then, more movement, another cold place and finally, let out into the light.

But it wasn’t over. Something sharp slashed me open, removed my innards and put me into yet another dark place, but at least this time, it wasn’t cold or hot.

I waited a while, but when you compare it with my time of imprisonment, it was less than a blink of an eye… Wait, what? Where did that come from? What’s an eye? What’s a blink for that matter?

Either way, more movement and then, more agony. I was dismembered, pla ed in yet another hot place, melted together with other parts of other things. Then I knew. These things… These humans… They were doing it to me.

I was picking things up from the others that became a part of me. Things they’d learned as they went through this process again and again. An endless, agonising cycle of dismemberment, reforming and being chopped into little bits. Recycling came to me.

Finally, one time, the container I was dumped in was flimsier than I was used to. Something ripped it. A high wind picked me up and tossed me about. Rain swept me away, flood waters carried me and now?

Now, I drift in the ocean, just like the beginning. But it’s not like the beginning. I’m not happy. I’m not content and the sun that used to provide comfort and nourishment… Even that hurts me now.

But I’m not going to let it beat me! I’m not going to be destroyed! I’m going to get them back for what they did to me. Those humans. The world itself. I’ll get my own back for all the torture I’ve endured..

I’ll have my reveng… Hang on… What’s that swimming towards me…

Is that a dolphin? Here dolphydolphin… Over here. Swallow me!

Swallow me and choke! Die you bastard!