Mosquitoes!
Each of them was the size of a fist, alarmingly scary as they numbered in the thousands. Even the tiny mosquitoes were scary because they were capable of drinking a lot of blood. And now that their size had increased, Grisha almost lost consciousness.
All she had done was peek at them through the window once. Just that alone was upsetting, dealing a critical hit to her mental state.
'Shit!' Panting in response, she huddled behind the wall, hearing the sonorous buzzing noises continue to grow louder and louder.
Every time the buzzing sound neared, her heart thumped louder and louder, like a siren that was about to explode. She was aware that the moment the mosquitoes entered her house would spell their doom.
One or two were still fine, as they could be killed. But hundred? What about two hundred? A thousand?
There was only death with those numbers.
Bam!
