**When Gregor Samsa woke up one morning from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed into a monstrous vermin in his bed. He lay on his armour-hard back and, when he lifted his head a little, saw his bulging, brown belly, divided by arched reinforcements, at the height of which the bedclothes, ready to slide off completely, could hardly be maintained. His many legs, miserably thin compared to his usual size, flickered helplessly before his eyes.** - Upscaled by <@1085685180775276614> (fast)
When Gregor Samsa woke up one morning from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed into a monstrous vermin in his bed. He lay on his armourhard back and, when he lifted his head a little, saw his bulging, brown belly, divided by arched reinforcements, at the height of which the bedclothes, ready to slide off completely, could hardly be maintained. His many legs, miserably thin compared to his usual size, flickered helplessly before his eyes.