Haley

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The tiny monsters covered his entire head like a constantly shifting mask, biting and tearing at whatever flesh was available. He felt his eyelid being torn away, one of the spiders biting and pulling at his eyeball, the soft orb rupturing, white fluid gushing from the socket. He clamped his jaw shut, but they ate away at his cheeks, the flesh offering little resistance.
Haley
This is exactly what he deserves I am so satisfied
The Forgotten Island
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