It burrows beneath, its legs long and spiked. The eight limbs work in tandem and reach human muscle. The poison it injects, works slow and painlessly, the numbing agent a boon, but in the end you are doomed.
The eggs hatch inside your body. By then you are paralyzed. The hundred hungry babies eat their way out and enjoy their feast until your blood goes cold.
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