Darwin’s skin crawled. Million of tiny insects writhed and squirmed on his bare flesh. Heat seared his body, until his skin felt as if it were peeling and blistering at once.
The attacks came and went like a tide, rubbing out sane thought and pain-free moments as easily as the ocean washed away a sandcastle.
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