McCoy's elbow, arm, lower legs, and his hands were aching.

It was partially lit in the apartment.

He looked over to see there was no one by the side of the bed.

Could he be still dreaming?

Plausibly and plausibly not.

The doctor had a distinctive feeling that he had something in his arms.

Pressed against his side, they were small and circular. Like little pods.

Side effect of the illness?

The doctor had no way to be certain.

The dreams, the lime green shade, and being able to move in them. Perhaps that was, too, a side effect of getting better. It was as though someone had botched a transplant for his body in some manner and his body was having a difficult time accepting it. More so as that he had ran a marathon all day and his body needed rest. He wanted to rest, and yet, he could not.

McCoy looked over toward his arms with a little strands of visually impairing blockage. He distinctively can see the shapes. That looked like they were moving. Then it felt something was piercing through his skin. A sharp pain jolted through his body. He wanted to clench onto the bed. Fall out all together and cry in agony while curled in a ball.

The doctor screamed in pain, loudly, feeling the little legs clawing into his skin.

They were squeaking rather than a continuous singular terrifying screech.

McCoy would have laughed how cute and funny yet terrifying it was.

He didn't have the state of mine to do so.

Some of them were painfully, slowly, wiggling out of his arms.

The door flew open to his house, loudly, as tears were stinging the side of the man's eyes. It felt like this pain would kill him. The bugs would kill him first before the pain was gone. Was this how he was going to die? Painfully? Not a big glorious act of sacrifice to save the people he loved? It wasn't fair. This was going to kill him. He heard a series of boots running featuring some tumbling to the floor then phaser firing. McCoy felt something busting from the side of his cheek. Painfully. The bright lights turned on. Terrified insect screaming filled the room then there was phaser firing. The agony he was feeling overwhelmed the doctor bringing him out. The only thing he saw this time around was a sea of darkness. The sounds of insect screaming and phaser firing slowly died out in the room.