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SLIME COVERED HER FACE as fat night crawlers squirmed through the dirt, exploring this new cavity placed in the ground. It was snug and cool. An underground burrow with few entries.
She woke to an insect feeling its way over her lips, pausing at her nostril. When it slipped inside she tried to sit up but was stopped short when she hit her head. Dust crumbled into her eyes. Her scream was cut short as the bug explored her sinuses and made its way into her throat. She was faintly aware of muffled laughter above, as she choked and suffocated on the beetle.
