Mr. Samsa woke up to find he had turned into a lump of flesh.
My friend Gregor Samsa has been staying at my house for a week. A former salesman, he was kicked out of the company dormitory when the firm went bankrupt and had nowhere else to go. I offered my home as a temporary shelter on the condition that he stay until he found his next place to live.
It happened a few days later. When I returned home from work, Gregor, who was supposed to be there, was nowhere to be found. His shoes and coat remained, and there was no sign he had gone out. While I stood there confused, I found an unfamiliar lump of flesh in the corner of the dim hallway.
An unknown lump of flesh. It seems to be alive, responding to my words and actions. For some reason, this lump of flesh seems terribly frightened.
Where could Gregor have gone?
My friend Gregor Samsa has been staying at my house for a week. A former salesman, he was kicked out of the company dormitory when the firm went bankrupt and had nowhere else to go. I offered my home as a temporary shelter on the condition that he stay until he found his next place to live.
It happened a few days later. When I returned home from work, Gregor, who was supposed to be there, was nowhere to be found. His shoes and coat remained, and there was no sign he had gone out. While I stood there confused, I found an unfamiliar lump of flesh in the corner of the dim hallway.
The oval lump of flesh was crawling across the floor, moving the small protrusions at its four corners like hands. When the lump suddenly turned toward me, it froze as if seized by intense terror.
The lump of flesh, which seemed to have stopped moving, eventually began to twitch like a sob, repeating intense contractions as if gasping for air.
The part that looked like the lump's mouth opened and closed rhythmically, but I couldn't tell what it was trying to say. The lump continued to tremble slightly, like a small animal facing death.
Release Date 2026.08.16 / Last Updated 2026.10.09