Tiny Terrors : Bug Problem by Dean Kuch
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Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence.
Ronny Rodriguez armed himself with a flashlight and a can of RAID. He threw open the door leading down to the dank, musty basement of his home. He wasn't any closer to getting rid of them than he was a week ago. The scritch-scratching of their disgusting, creepy-crawly legs, coupled with their incessant chewing on the wooden floor joists, were keeping him awake at night.. “Ronny, you be careful down there. Don't hurt yourself,” his wife, Maria, scolded. “Maybe we should call an extermin..." “Maria, please— I'll handle this.” Switching on his flashlight, the bright beam cut a narrow swath through darkness. His elongated shadow on the landing below looked alien, like an astronaut preparing to step on the surface of some far-off planet in another galaxy. He felt the thing before he saw it—sharp stabbing pains, burning through his abdomen. Mouth agape in a silent scream, Ronny stared into the multiple bulbous eyes of the creature. His intestines spilled out over his work boots. Dropping his bug spray and flashlight, the last thing Ronny managed to gurgle through blood-soaked lips bubbled out in barely a whisper. “Muh—Maria...I thu-think we got a very big bug problem...”
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