I’m literally going out of my mind. After a romp in the woods with the dogs, the irritating itch began. I’d definitely trespassed into a toxic bush or plant of some sort.
Soon oppressive, prickly pain.
At first my flesh tingled like a million skittering spiders were
beneath the surface. I started to scratch, and scratch, and scratch. My incessant fingernails raked my skin raw. I looked like a victim of abuse and felt like one.
Since I resembled a bloated red leper, work was out of the question. I called in sick. Slathering anti-itch lotions and soaking in the tub only magnified the condition. Then I detected the proliferating mounds erupting like minuscule volcanoes. I made a doctor’s appointment for that afternoon.
Suddenly, the trembling and obnoxious sting became unbearable. My ballooning body felt like it was going to explode. A quivering lunatic, I clutched my cell phone and keyed in 911. One mound on my arm gaped open and out crawled what looked like a bug. A bug with wings.
My stomach lurched, swatting at the thing while I ran into the bathroom. A scream lodged in my throat as the intense pain shattered my brain. Hunched over the commode, an army of arcane insects ripped my skin apart and flit about the tiny room. The ubiquitous throb somewhat subsided. My flesh was a pin-pricked cushion of bloody holes.
I dragged in a choppy, whimpering breath. Ominous buzzing fed my ears. The walls were no longer peach colored, they were black and undulating. The room vibrated like an immense beehive with swarms of bizarre winged insects. Like ravenous cannibals, they began to devour one another, expanding in size.
Horrified! Run— I hysterically thought—Run!
I jerked, ready to bolt. The buzzing melted to a low hum. My eyes cut around the room, the insects suddenly noticed my presence.
The last thing I heard--the bombardment of whirring winged insects.
And my screams.
I somewhat edited my first version. What do you think?
Yikes! I was about to take the dog for a walk, seriously...and now I'm not so sure. This gave me the creeps. Great job!ReplyDelete
Thank you Stephanie.Delete
Don't think I would go dog walking.......if I had a dog.ReplyDelete
Great read and congrats on a good write.
HOW FREAKY.... LOVED THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FELT IT ALL!
Well done, Cathrina!!!!!!
That's a great compliment coming from you Michael. Thank You.Delete
I just took a shower, and now I feel like I need to take another one. Ew! And I mean that in the very best of ways -- nice job.ReplyDelete
Very nice. There are a couple of really tiny things, such as the repeating of "minuscule," that hold it back a tad, but otherwise it's a top-notch horror flash. It ought to have a title.ReplyDelete
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Good Advice, Patrick. I changed it for you. But didn't come up with a title...Delete
Much better. Maybe something like "Ants From Murderous Mounds."Delete
Well, I was going to commiserate and recommend Ivarest for the hives, but after reading the whole thing, I think I may swear off walks in the woods...ReplyDelete
So chilling. I love horror and it's a great read.ReplyDelete
Thank you Medeia.Delete
It's really good.ReplyDelete
Thank you Nana.Delete
Horror. *shudder* Made my skin crawl and my stomach turn. Certainly caught me with the visceral imagery (ballooning body, volcanoes). Well done! I am sufficiently horrified (and terrified of bugs now).ReplyDelete
Thanks Loni. I don't do much horror, but it was fun.Delete
And this is why I don't do horror. Yikes.ReplyDelete
That said, it was well done to elicit that sort of response....:D
And now I'm itchy, so thanks for that ;)