"Where am I?"
Mel raised his head and was forced to squint due to the glaring sunlight.
"Ah, this shell! I am back here again, the last time I managed to get out!"
He took a bite from the white shell gleaming in his claw-shaped hands, which were covered in dense scales; saliva was dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"How delicious! The earth is so warm, and the energy flowing into my body is at least as delicious as this shell!"
Mel was both eating and surveying his surroundings. When his eyes fell on the silhouette to his right, he shouted in excitement.
"A dragon, this is really a dragon!"
He wanted to stand up but it wasn't possible. While his hands were strong enough to shatter the shell he hatched from, he couldn't stand on his legs.
"Damn it, I can't move. What are those? Why has the sky begun to darken?"
The scorching rays of the sun were diminishing moment by moment; a few breaths later, the air turned into the pitch-black darkness of the night.
