Matthew Miller
Bed Bugs
By Matthew Miller Death came eventually for each creature in the collection. Deprived of food and oxygen, they moved slowly until they stopped altogether–some frozen in mute agony, others curled into tight balls as they held onto their last breath. The bark scorpion, acquired from outside Phoenix, thrashed madly inside the glass prison using all [...]
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