Squirm

E/O Challenge: Dawn – 100 words on the dot!

A big HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Laedie Duske – All the best on your special day!

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He squints in the darkness.

They crawl up his arm and disappear.

"Wh..wher're the'go?"

Panic.

Can't talk.

"Nothing's there."

Cold cloth.

Concerned face.

"But…"

Up on elbows.

They're back.

Eyes widen to follow their path.

Overheated.

Dizzy.

"Geddem' out!"

He shivers.

Dawn breaks to shine a spotlight on the horror beneath his skin.

Hundreds of them.

They obscure his stomach, its toned muscle replaced by a squirming mass.

He swallows.

Feels sick.

Hands on neck.

Vision blurs.

"Rest Dean."

"B..but…"

"It's the fever."

Hands on stomach.

Soothing circles.

"Nothing there."

Looks.

Hands lift.

"See?"

They're gone.

"You're safe."

Sigh.

Sleep.

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