I can feel it stinging me, the pus under my skin. The pus over my skin, the bulbous lumps of this disgusting... thing all over my body.

I'm running, running from these wasps but I can't run fast enough, I'm incapable. My body is... uncontrollable, it's scary. And rather creepy. But I can't let that concern me, right now I only care for my life. Which, if this doesn't improve and the wasps don't go away, and I don't think they will, will be over very soon.

I feel so stupid. I mean, they warned me. Back home, everybody was telling me how stupid it was to want to volunteer. But I was stupid, self-centred. And right now, as the pain becomes unbearable, I'm paying the ultimate price.

I'm dying.

The bow is still in my hand and I try to drop it but I can't, my hands have gone solid with this... well, I don't even know what it is. But it isn't right. I'm meant to be the pretty one, not the girl I look like right now - she isn't me, she's just a ghost of me. A puffy ghost.

The bow is cutting into my hand now, and it hurts. I mean, it really hurts. I want it to be over and I fall to the ground but now there are spiders crawling all over my body, all over my face. They are everywhere. And I hate it.

I go to flick them off but I can't flick them off because I can't move my arm to do so. They're in my eyes now, their own eight all glaring at my own two, creating webs over them. They're in my nose and on my lips and somehow inside of my closed mouth and they're crawling down my throat and-

I should be shuddering. But I'm paralysed, and I can't. The spiders are everywhere, all over me. And it's horrible. I try to scream but there's a web over my mouth, stopping the sound.

It's all fake. None of it is real, it's got to be a hallucination. It can't be real... can it?

These spiders certainly don't feel like I'm imagining them. No, they must be real. I'm not going mad. I'm already dying ugly, I at least want to die remotely sane!

They're crawling over me. They're still crawling over me. Why are they still crawling over me?

Then they vanish from sight, and it's all black. But I can still feel them. Even that is lessening now. Everything is gradually fading away, all of my senses becoming nothing.

My sight's already gone but now I can't smell or hear or taste anything either. But I still feel them crawling, just slightly...

And then that stops. Just like that, it stops.

My thoughts stop too.