"Fuck," Katina said, waving her arms to fend off the cloud of insects. "Do you have any Off? These bugs are really getting to me."

Gascon rummaged in his backpack and pulled out a spray-bottle. "'And it back to me when you're fini, cherie."

Katina grabbed it and sprayed it on her neck and arms. Instantly the bug swarm thickened. The insects started landing on her skin, and soon formed a visible layer. She opened her mouth to scream, and more crawled inside, until she could only gag. Soon her skin was totally covered, and more were crawling under her clothes. She collapsed to the ground and twitched a few times before lying still.

"Oops, wrong bottle," Gascon said complacently. "'Ow I could 'ave made such a easy mistake. I could just die." He picked up the bottle, which Katina had dropped, and continued through the forest.

A few minutes later, the insects started to leave again. There was nothing left of Katina but bone and plastic anyway.

<The inimitable Meredith Tanner gave me the assignment


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