I could picture it. It would be intimidating: A sea of bugs acting with a backing of human intelligence, each with their tiny torches.
It’d be scary enough without the distinct sense that the bugs are operating with human intent to hurt you.
Doubly intimidating if a swarm of bugs had made you drop and spill a can of gasoline onto your shoes and the cuffs of your pant legs.
Ahhhh.
Yeah, alright, might wanna take those shoes and pants off.
She successfully undid her belt, then began trying to remove the tight-fitting jeans she wore. The woman got as far as getting her jeans around her ankles before she got stuck. Some beetles and roaches took to the air, carrying matches to the ground behind her, cutting off her retreat.
Really wish you’d worn sports pants, don’tcha.
She screamed at the others in her group, but nobody leaped to her assistance.
Alright, not just her. Got it.
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