Rana was her name, she was a round plump thing, cute in a wierd kinda worm way. Rana grew up in a place everyone called the stomach, it was the only home she knew and she had the best childhood memories here. It was home. It was paradise.
See Rana knew that there was no gender classification for her kind, still she liked to see herself as a female because she was plump and curvy in all the right places and she swam with a certain kind of gracefulness only females could have.
The stomach was their only home and it was the best life they had. In the stomach they virtually did nothing but sleep and eat . Nobody needed to go out to work or something, food was right there at the tip of their mouths.
The only time they ever did anything strenuous was when they fought for the food, it was usually a fun time. Papa, mama and the rest of the folks jumping up and out racing themselves to see who would get to the food first as it was falling down. Rana never had any problems she was young and spry and so it was very easy for her to jump so high and catch the food before anyone else, this she always shared with mama and papa and then when everyone was satisfied they all let out a loud belch that often echoed round the walls of the stomach.
Peter was one worm Rana had set her eyes on in the stomach. In her eyes he was dashing and quite popular among other worms because of his Daredevil attitude and his adventurous spirit. It didn’t hurt that he had this round cheeky smile that Rana thought was cute.
It was Peter who first made her aware of another place outside their home which he called “The Almighty Body” in a hushed voice looking around rapidly in case anyone was eavesdropping. “Rana, it’s huge! Bigger than you’ve ever seen and it has different holes and passages one can get lost in, most of all it’s exciting,” he pronounced in awe, eyes shining with excitement.
Rana knew that look, she’d seen it on his face the first time he discovered that if he jumped high enough his head could reach the roof of the stomach. “Peter don’t you think it’s dangerous” Rana asked with a worried frown. “No! it’s not,” he replied vehemently. “I promise you it’s fun, I’ll first take you to a place high up in the body, there’s a lot of noise there and it’s scary at first but when you get the hang of it you would flow with the rhythm, I think they call it the chest.”
“Peter, how do you know all these things?” Rana asked wide eyed.
“Don’t worry I’ll tell you when the time is right, it’s my little secret,” he replied with a cheeky grin. “But please let’s go to this place just once and I promise if you don’t like it, I’ll bring you back immediately,” he begged.
Rana tried to hedge but she couldn’t resist Peter . “Okay… okay, just this once okay,” she breathed. “Yes! Just this once!” Peter shouted as he jumped up excitedly.
And so Rana followed Peter to the place he called the chest, truly it was scary with all the noise but then she discovered that if you calm down and listen to it you would eventually get the rhythm. They played for a while swimming in the fluid before Rana decided that they had to go back home, she was already feeling uncomfortable not used to being outside the stomach this long.
On their way home they heard the fast rush of something down a pipe and they knew it was a sound that meant food, so she and Peter swam as fast as they could so that they wouldn’t miss it, they got there just in time for the last batch of food to fall into their mouths, Rana noticed some yellowish substances inside the food that tasted sour but she didn’t pay much attention to it because she was famished. Then like an horror movie gone wrong everyone started to drop dead one by one around her.
“Peter!” She cried, “What’s going on? Why is everyone lying still and not moving again?”
Peter was as confused as she was and his eyes took on a frightened look when he started to feel pains all over his body too.
“Peter!” Rana cried again as she swam over to his side in panicked fear.
“The foo….” He warbled. “What foo… Peter, what are you saying?” She pleaded in tears, with his last energy he used his tail to point to the residue of food still remaining and it all came together in Rana’s head. “We’ve been poisoned!” she wailed as Peter died and then she started to feel the pain all over her body, she didn’t struggle, everyone who mattered was dead anyways but she managed to say with her last breath.
“This is not over yet! I will come back! we will come back!” Then she gave up the ghost.
Somewhere somewhere the owner of the body whose name was Joshua was having difficulty passing out feaces, it was a serious battle and he was sweating profusely and breathing hard like one who was in the labour room, finally the last one came out into the toilet with a plop! and he gave a sigh of relief.
His stomach felt lighter, his chest felt free, he had finally dewormed. Those greedy worms who won’t give him rest were gone for good, it was over.. or so he thought.
Rana said she was coming back and she kept to her promise three months later!