Wait, worse. It's your stomach, your large intestine, and your small intestine deciding that they are too good for you and want out of your body. The only way out is to reek havoc on everything else around it, start decomposing, and seek the easiest exit point as soon as humanly possible.
Or maybe it's your heart... serrated with an Exacto knife, breaking off slowly and perfectly along perforated and parallel lines.
Or maybe it's your central nervous system being taken over by a Trypanosoma parasite resulting from a seemingly insignificant bite years ago. It eats away at the soft, pink coils, disturbing your sleep, making you confused.
Whatever it is, there's only one answer and seemingly, one cause to it all.
You.
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