"Hah! It is getting colder by the day."

I said to myself, after surviving another treacherous day in my workplace. Breathing hot air into my hands, trying to get a feeling in them again, I couldn´t help but curse at myself for forgetting my gloves. The day was bad... as always. I saw the train leave just before my eyes.

The days are getting colder as new year is nearing. The once green leaves are now gone, and the trees are now just shells of their former selves. Looking up the sky I can only see thick grey clouds covering the whole sky, letting only the tiniest bit of light through. I look around me and only see people with hanging faces staring at their phones. Everything looks grey and bleak to me.

And the worst part?

It is fricking cold!

I never liked the cold. I once had to stay outside my house for hours druing winter and had to wait for my mother coming back, as I forgot my keys and phone. The only good things about winter are the holydays and christmas bonus. Not even christmas is enjoyable for me, as my family isn´t that close with each other. I have a pretty shity family ot be honest. Sometimes I think I am a reptile, I get sluggish and tired as soon as the temperature drops by even a tenth of a degree. Okey, maybe I am exaggerating a little, but I still hate the cold.

Chuckling about the thought, I imagine myself as a snake lying on a heated stone without any care for anything, like my pet snake Grian who lays the whole day on his warm heated stone and is chilling to snake jazz all day. He even dances to it by shaking his tail.

A life with no work, no yelling bosses, no unrespectful colleges, and no worries.

Oh how I envy him...

Okey they have to survive as soon as they are hatched, but it is at least exciting and thrilling not like the dull life I have now.

Thinking about my monotone existence, it is really boring without any meaning.

Do we have a meaning?

Day after day I slave away in a office and getting only the minimum pay. Living only to eat and sleep in a small apartment. My friends long drifted away and lost contact with them, and my close family long died leaving me with nothing but... depression.

*sigh*

At least I have anime, manga and novels to brighten up my grey life.

Thinking about the new anime season that is coming out this evening, I look at my watch to see when the next train is coming. Seeing it's already 5:34 pm and the train still isn´t here. I just pulled my scarf tighter and put my hands back into my pockets, ignoring everything around me.

Looking tired in front while listening to music calming music, I spotted a small slow falling white flake. Holding my hand out, the small snowflake melted at the touch leaving only cold water on my hand. Looking up again I saw the snow falling down...

It mesmerizes me every time to see snow and I just witnessed the first snowfall of the year, don't get me wrong I still hate winter but not snow as it rarely snows here and covers the dull winter landscape in a soft white sheet.

"Stop him!"

Hearing a female voice shouting behind me, I turned around to see what's is happening.

Seeing a masked man running through the crowd with a handbag in his arms, I wonder if I should help or not.

You don't need to be the Author to know it is a robber.

Sighing again as the robber is running my way, I try to stop him, as I believe, when you do a good deed, something good will happen to you.

Not knowing how right I am...

So, I got in front of him and tried to grab the brown bag.

But not expecting him to be this strong I pushed my whole body against him to make him fall, but as I was doing that, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach.

I stopped pushing him and took a step back. I saw him holding a knife in his hand dripping with blood. My blood. With shacky hands as my mind blanks, I tried to stop the bleeding but with no success. As the warm blood covers my hands, I saw the thief running away, my vision gets blurry as the time passes.

The music I am listening to started to fade. I tumbled and fell backwards onto the cold rails hitting my head hard. Looking at the grey sky I could see the snowflakes fall on me. Feeling a vibration I turned my head and all I could see was a small light that is getting brighter and brighter.

The last thing I could hear is the music from my headphones singing "What a wonderful world~♬"

And that is how I died with a smile and a lot of regret...

...

...

...

Wait a minute am I not dead?

And why is it so dark? I thought hell was brighter and warmer and not cramped... and slimy?

Felling trapped I wiggle myself a little and hit on some resistance. Trying to push out I realized I couldn´t move my hands or legs. Now panicking I pushed harder against the wall that is trapping me inside whatever I am right now.

*crack*

I paused for a second...

Wait did I just hear a crack sound? Pushing my head as far back as the little space allows me I slammed against the same spot with as much force as I could muster up. I heard another crack.

Not bothering with the head pain and hearing the crack I pushed my head against the wall a third time and last time as my body fells sluggish.

The last push sends me through the space and my slimy body landed on a hard rough surface.

Laying there on the cold rough floor I try to collect myself, thinking about in what situation I am right now. Maybe I am in heaven and have to solve this trial to get there...

Na, not even I can believe that.

Not getting anywhere I just turned my head but realized I couldn't see anything. I was just black.

Wow, my grey dull life turned into a dark cold life what a upgrade god or whoever did this to me!

Finishing with my inner ranting I shake my head and sighed.

...

Okey okey, I have reincarnated haven´t I...

What a cliche set up...

The only question is what am I?

Think, think... so, no legs, no arms and I am slimy and blind...

I am a worm aren´t I...

A small, slimy, depressed, worm.

*sigh*

But something unexpected happened.

My tongue stretched out and fluttered up and down and I could suddenly "smell" my surroundings.

Shocked that I have a tongue I slowly pulled my hanging tongue back into my mouth.

Then I remembered the "smell". It was a strange experience, everything was "aromatic" and I could smell the rough earthy ground under me, a sweet scent behind me, and a very faint smell in front of me.

I can´t define the smell as I have never smelled something like that before, but if I had to put it in words, I have to say it smelled green?

Wait a minute I can "smell" with my tongue, so I am a snake.

A snake and not a worm...

A slimy, blind, exhausted, happy snake.

Hahahaha, I am not as depressed as before and more importantly I am not a worm!

Getting carried away I flicked my tongue again which oddly calms me down. Flicking my tongue a few more times, I then focus on my body to find out what kind of snake I am.

But I only found out that I am quite hungry and thirsty.

Remembering the sweet smell in the back, I turned around and flickered my tongue to follow the lead.

First eat then think, can´t do anything with a hungry stomach anyway...