“Get them out of me!” he cried, his arm dangling loose from his shoulder, held in place by nothing but stretching veins and tendons, his flesh alive with crawling horrors that rippled up his neck. He dropped his weapon and scratched at his face, screaming, nails digging bloody trenches in his cheeks as his eyes went dark and oily and dozens of creatures spewed forth from his mouth in a revolting torrent.
