Chapter 28: Cockroaches (3)
One person and one dog sprinted out of the alley. Before they could even catch their breath, Old John suddenly felt a twitch at the bottom of his pant leg. Something had crawled up his pant leg to his ankle, then continued upward, finally stopping at his calf—and it bit down hard.
It was fierce, like being scalded by fire, like a knife stabbing.
“Hiss…”
Old John cried out in pain, instinctively spreading his fan-like large hand and slapping down hard where the pain came from.
“Smack!” A crisp slap rang out. The biting creature was successfully crushed, and where its body had touched his skin, a prickly, needle-like sting spread.
After the prickling came a burning pain. Like being burned by acid, wave after wave, burst after burst, Old John felt a continuous, tingling, stinging discomfort.
What’s going on…
The old man frowned, bent down, and rolled up his pant leg.
“Ah! The wound is turning red!” Everly cried out.