Did you know that rotting wounds with maggots were better than just rotting wounds?
Sebastian just found out that.
During the initial night, or perhaps the initial century, Sebastian became aware that as long as he remained in constant motion within the dream realm, he could stay alive.
This world was designed for him to keep pushing. No matter how deep his wounds were, he was immediately told to patch himself through pain.
While maggots feasted upon his decaying flesh to ward off septic shock, he would persist in constant motion, navigating through a sea of repulsive monsters.
From fleshy cocoons drenched in vile, viscous, thick fluid, enormous centipedes emerged, their presence both colossal and repugnant.
With sheer resolve, he had to tear them away using his bare hands as pale, blood-sucking slugs lurked, attacking his ankles relentlessly with each step he took.
