He'd been noticing new moles on his arms.
They itched, mostly at night.
The doctor wouldn't take him seriously, they were just moles so what?
Gave him antihistamines and sent him off.
But the moles kept spreading, he swore he could see them growing.
Again, nobody thought it was anything serious.
He began to believe them until one burst.
It was full of tiny worms.
He gathered as many as he could in a small plastic bag and visited the doctor once more.
Now he had proof, now they had to believe something was wrong.
It wasn't enough proof though, the mole had healed up to nothing - not even a mark.
His mental health was questioned, why was he claiming to be full of worms?
He would show them.
He would show them all.
He just needed more roof, more worms, bigger cuts.
Don't give them time to heal just release.
Remains were found in his house.
They were identified via dental records.
The world wondered why someone would let themselves be eaten alive by worms.
Meanwhile, a young girl noticed a new mole on her foot.
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