the voice in your head

the voice laughs in its hollow tones, and you flush with terror.

"so wonderful, such a delight. your warm blood, your rich flesh... we shall enjoy every morsel of you..."

the sound of the writhing maggots gets louder as they begin to pour from the rotting waste inside the refrigerator. hundreds, thousands, millions of them, begin spilling endlessly out onto the floor, across your feet, up your legs.

the seething mass of larvae blanket you in a squirming white mass and fill your mouth, your ears and nose, and begin to devour you. the sound of thier million hungry jaws becomes a dull roar from inside your own body.