#existential horror

You try to swim to one of the rounded edges to escape. It takes forever… hours; Feels like days. But by the time you finally reach the wall of the shallow pool, you realize you can't climb no matter how hard you try. The little hairs on your tiny legs too soaked to grab hold of anything…

Finally giving up on that wall, You swim to another... Believing it must be something to do with the wall, but it's no use. No matter where you go, there is no escape for you.

Drifting among the shallow puddle, your many eyes watch as the giants walk past… Some stare directly at you, always with disgust, disdain, or apathy. But most pay no mind... Already believing you dead.

No one pities you. For they see you as vermin, a pest with no right to live.

Your efforts to escape your watery fate; the way you helplessly fail on water's surface exhausts you... Tired, you can no longer move, and you drown. Uncared for and forgotten, no one will mourn you. Least of all by those who had the ability to change your fate.

An idea I had for an incredibly unsettling scenario where you one day start existing as a childrens makeup doll, forced to observe the world through your new plastic figure. You have no way to move. Not even to look around. Your eyes are permanently stuck in the mold. Children play with you, gicing you new hairstyles and makeup, but there is nothing you can do but watch the world pass by. Slowly, she is going further to madness.

I can't remember what exactly inspired me except for the sheer claustrophobia of not being able to speak or move.

Translation of the swedish text in the image:

"The makeup doll for children, suddenly gains conciousness but is stuck in her plastic form. She can not move etc. Her story is to forever watch the world without being able to interact with it. Slowly driving her towards madness."

She does exist on artfight as Makeup doll

I have long forgotten my name. After so long, the old memories are lost to let new ones form, it gets hard to remember things.

I've been cursed with immortality, something I've taken for granted. I thought it was no big deal in the beginning. Oh, how naïve I was! The animals went extinct. The humankind went extinct. The Earth was sucked into the sun and the sun exploded. The stars lost their light one by one. And yet here I still am. Forced to live through the pain of radiation, heat, cold, the pressure outside and then the pressure within...

My eyes see no more. My body is deformed beyond recognition. It is aimlessly floating in all directions in space, I feel each part. The heat death of the universe happened several eons ago. (Or was it millions?) I can't remember. I don't remember time anymore. All I remember is the cold and lack of life I seem to crave. A touch, a sound is what I long for the most! Though, I'm not sure if I'll be able to feel it or hear it... I've adapted to my environment. Evolution continues with me. My senses are all dulled, the internal systems reliant on earthly resources were all replaced. I continue living through directly converting dark matter into energy, like reversed photosynthesis. The period before my final form was continuous pain but now everything is so peaceful and quiet.