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I felt cold. My body felt weird. It didn't seem to work with the response I was used to. It was clunky.
I could smell myself. I knew it was me. I didn't smell right. There were other smells. I had to get used to this new me smell. I couldn't quite get over it.
I opened my eyes.
"Look who's awake," a blurry shape said.
I blinked a few times and barked, tired.
I sounded weird. Instead of "ouufff" it came out as "uhhhh".
"Don't try to speak," the shape said.
I blinked some more.
"Uhhhhhhhh."
"Don't try to speak, I'm sure you'll have questions. Now isn't the time."
"Uhhhhh."
"I said- I was hoping to avoid this."
My head was being rubbed by the shape.
"Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy?"
I am.
"You are, oh yes, you are! Now you know I'm talking to you, be a good boy and don't try to speak."
There was the sound of a ball-point pen scribbling sporadically on paper on a clipboard.
"While you sit there, patiently, quietly, let me introduce myself. My name is Professor Bharx. I'm a dog. Like you, see? That's why I know you're a good boy. I hate to tell you, but you're dead."
Simply not true.
"Well, you're dead to those who knew you. The humans you loved and protected. You're dead in their world. But, lets call her god, saw fit to give you a new body, in a new world. Welcome to your new life."
That explained my smell. It was me but not the me I was.
"You'll have to rest for a few more days. Being plucked from the void and delivered into a new vessel is traumatic. Oh, I know how it is. I died once, too."
The professor put the pen in his labcoat pocket and walked to the door. He seemed tall for a dog.
He turned and said, "One more thing, Bob. Patsy and Chloe cried their eyes out for you. They wouldn't want you to feel sad."
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