Chapter 8
by 
Erolord
What's next?
Stop, drop, and roll
Aha! I can squish em on the ground if I roll around!
Hitting the floor, you roll around with wild abandon to get the bugs off you. Much like before, they seem to evade your attempts, some now flying down your top and up your pants. They begin to bite at your legs and chest as you can feel the blood loss take hold. Your head begins to grow light and fuzzy as you realize you are too weak to move.