A small glob of goo was traveling along the forest floor. It didn’t know why it was doing so. Reason wasn’t something it concerned itself with. It was just because it felt like what it should be doing.

Then, it saw something. It was something fuzzy and reddish-brown with a thick, fuzzy tail about as long as its body was. It abruptly changed direction, darting toward the creature. It had no concept of why it was doing it, or why the creature was flailing about, trying to escape as it was enveloped. The goo didn’t know why it kept going, pulling the creature fully inside. It just seemed like what it should be doing.

After a bit, for no reason it knew, the goo no longer tried to keep the creature inside, at which point that creature quickly made its way out, bounding away. But instead of being fluffy, it was a reddish-brown slime shaped like a simplified version of the creature it once was. The goo glob did not know why the creature had become goo as well, but it didn’t dwell on it. That simply felt like what should be happening. And so, the glob continued on its way, in no direction in particular.

The squirrel looked around in a panic, making sure the goo glob was nowhere to be found. After taking some time to confirm the threat was no longer present, it began thinking about what to do next. It could continue foraging for acorns as it had been doing before, but... upon seeing another squirrel, it decided to bound toward that other squirrel instead. The slime squirrel didn’t know why it was doing so, but it didn’t dwell on it. It simply felt like what it should be doing.