errified, she pushed open the door to face her deepest fear. Desperately she struck out, but the stinger stabbed deep into her neck.

Now, like fire, the venom is savaging through her bloodstream and she retches convulsively as her legs buckle.

Powerful jaws drag her into the brood chamber. The parasite lays one egg in her hair before sealing her in.

Paralyzed but alert, she feels the egg open to release it’s worm. Her skin crawls with horror as it burrows. The pain is terrible as it consumes the fat under her skin. She cannot move, cannot sleep, laying helpless as this growing maggot gnaws her living flesh.

Now she retches as it crawls among her intestines. With each bite, her body convulses in such agony that her breathing stops. Soon, she will take short quick breaths while waiting in horror for the next convulsion. Exhausted, without sleep, without hope, beyond pity, she is slowly being eaten alive.

She prays for death as the maggot slowly devours her womb crushing her spirit. She is now a whimpering, convulsing soul, despairing in agony.

Desperately she thinks of her family. Will they meet her fate? For a moment, she embraces hope that her children will escape before her thoughts are again consumed in convulsing agony.

If only she could die.

Eventually she can only think of this revolting maggot within. She remembers nothing else as she waits in shuddering horror for the next spasm. To be eaten alive is her only purpose in life.