Scratching soothes, but momentarily, shifting quickly to somewhere else. Tiny pimples erupt all over, skin inflamed and sore to touch.
Applying cream reacts unexpectedly, pimples turn to blisters of puss. Pulsating upon their own volition, the pain becomes too much to bear.
The first one bursts reveals the horror, as a spider-like creature escapes the wound. Unconscious consumes me, now my eyes fade shut.
Copyright: authorchrisbrown
