Dead but Not Quite Dead

For most people, the logic of language seems to have nothing to do with the operation of reality. After all, one is a kind of biological logic, while the other is more adaptable to the logic of basic physical laws. So, am I dead? Looking at the rotten and exposed arms and the dirty oily yellow tattered clothes, I believed that my face was not much better. Maybe I was missing a nose? Or is there a piece of lip missing? Gan! The delicate muscle fibers took on the shape of a log that was broken by force due to the bite of some kind of animal's jaws, lacerations. Judging from the size of the wound, I might have been bitten by a 200-kilogram tiger. Although I don't know if this body is the original version of me, but... It must have been very painful. Okay... Okay, I digress. So, I'm a broken corpse now? Looking at everything in the surrounding pale tones, it feels like being in an irregularly shaped underground cave, with humid water vapor, pointed stalagmites and weird stalactites. There is a shallow layer of water under my butt, which has already been mixed with my former blood and has become extremely erotic... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.