Gorerober: Ego Edition

Day Eleven: Bugs

|| If you don't like spiders, which are things I don't like, or mention of bugs of any kind, you can definitely skip this. ||

The first thing noticed was the smell of dirt.

It was cold, a little damp.

Although, neither hand could be moved, tied and squished by the back.

It was hard to distinguish any other noise besides the crickets and night creatures.

But what did that matter? Those were rather irrelevant things as other things were dumped. Slimy things that began to move.

Some were crawling upwards and others were heading downwards. It didn't seem like a lot, at first. Soon enough, however, more were being dumped.

And it wasn't just bugs. It also included arachnids, climbing up slowly.

While it would've been easier to run if hands and feet were not immobilized, it was still a bad idea to move. Most likely, they could sense fear.

Just stay calm.

Despite a few cockroaches moving towards the neck and face, one of them inching closer and closer to the open mouth.

And it entered, slowly moving down the esophagus.

And more bugs and arachnids began to be deposited. More covering the legs and soon enough some beginning to bite.

Centipedes began to follow the cockroach, entering the mouth.

And even if you wanted to scream, it was beginning difficult with how many bugs were entering your mouth.

Even a spider decided to join in the fun, sensing fear and biting the tongue.

Slowly but surely, it was getting harder to move and breathe.

You were slowly losing consciousness.

And yet, bugs and arachnids were not stopping as they crawled everywhere. Some biting. Some entering the mouth and even the nose.

Each one not caring as you were slowly being killed by these creatures.

And he never stopped adding more and more bugs.