One night, sweating profusely, he went to bed early and took a handful of painkillers. He had lost so much weight in the past six months that he could barely recognize himself in the mirror. The tapeworm took a toll on him. He sank into the deep numbness of the painkillers. He woke up one hour later barely conscious, having violent convulsions, shitting, and vomiting, all at once. He couldn't get out of bed; he had no control of his body. In those moments, as he was staring blankly at the ceiling, without blinking, mouth clenched, he called through his teeth his ex-girlfriend's name " - Clara" as a cry for help, almost as he was struggling between life and death.
The pain was unbearable, and as he looked at his belly, he saw that something was moving vigorously inside. What the FUCK? That was not a hallucination... something big was inside his intestines. He pushed with both his hands the thing moving inside his body, he tried to punch it, but the pain became excruciating. He contracted his abdomen as he would poo when he suddenly felt something the size of a python coming out of his rectum. He calmed down, the convulsions subsided. He heard a fleshy noise of a thing falling on the floor and then crawling away with a sticky noise and a weird hiss. What the fuck was that? He turned to see what it was, but the thing disappeared in the kitchen, leaving a trace of blood and mucus behind.
The pain was unbearable, and as he looked at his belly, he saw that something was moving vigorously inside. What the FUCK? That was not a hallucination... something big was inside his intestines. He pushed with both his hands the thing moving inside his body, he tried to punch it, but the pain became excruciating. He contracted his abdomen as he would poo when he suddenly felt something the size of a python coming out of his rectum. He calmed down, the convulsions subsided. He heard a fleshy noise of a thing falling on the floor and then crawling away with a sticky noise and a weird hiss. What the fuck was that? He turned to see what it was, but the thing disappeared in the kitchen, leaving a trace of blood and mucus behind.
