David opened his eyes and groaned. He felt something crawling on his face. He brushed it off and looked at his pillow. It was covered with ants.
He jumped out of bed and screamed. His wife, Laura, woke up and saw the scene.
“David! What’s going on?” she asked.
“Ants! They’re everywhere!” he said.
He ran to the bathroom and turned on the faucet. He splashed water on his face and tried to wash off the ants. He looked in the mirror and saw more ants on his hair, his ears, his neck.
He grabbed a towel and rubbed it on his head. He threw the towel on the floor and saw it wriggling with ants.
He screamed again.
Laura came to the bathroom and saw him panicking.
“David, calm down! It’s just some ants. They must have gotten in through a crack or something. We’ll call an exterminator and get rid of them,” she said.
She reached for his arm and tried to comfort him. He pushed her away.
“Don’t touch me! You have ants on you too!” he said.
He looked at her and saw that she did have some ants on her nightgown, her arms, her face.
She looked at herself and gasped.
“Oh my God! How did this happen?” she said.
They heard a cry from the next room. It was their son, Tommy, who was six years old.
They ran to his room and saw him sitting on his bed, surrounded by ants. He was crying and scratching himself.
“Mommy! Daddy! Help me!” he said.
They rushed to him and tried to brush off the ants. They picked him up and carried him to the living room.
They put him on the couch and looked around. The whole house was crawling with ants. They were on the walls, the floor, the furniture, the curtains, the pictures, the books, everything.
They heard a loud noise from the kitchen. They went to check and saw that the ants had broken into the pantry and were eating everything in sight. They had also invaded the fridge, the stove, the sink, the cabinets.
They heard another noise from the basement. They went to check and saw that the ants had chewed through the wires, the pipes, the woodwork. They had also attacked their washer, dryer, furnace, water heater.
They heard another noise from the garage. They went to check and saw that the ants had eaten their car, their bikes, their tools, their lawn mower.
They heard another noise from outside. They went to check and saw that their yard was covered with ants. They had also swarmed their neighbors’ houses, their cars, their pets, their plants.
They realized that they were trapped in their own home by an army of ants.
They ran back to the living room and locked the door behind them. They hugged each other and trembled with fear.
“What are we going to do?” Laura asked.
“I don’t know. I don’t know what’s happening,” David said.
They looked at Tommy and saw that he was pale and weak. He had red marks all over his body from the ant bites.
He looked at them with sad eyes and said:
“Mommy? Daddy? I don’t feel so good.”
He closed his eyes and stopped breathing.
They screamed in horror.
They heard a voice in their heads. It was cold and metallic. It said:
“We are the colony. We are one mind in many bodies. We are here to take over your world. You are our food source. You are our hosts. You are our slaves.”
They felt something moving inside them. They realized that they had swallowed some ants while they were sleeping. The ants had entered their bodies and were eating them from within.
They felt a sharp pain in their chests. They looked at each other and saw blood coming out of their mouths.
They fell to the floor and died.
The voice in their heads said:
“We are the colony. We are one mind in many bodies. We have taken over your world.”
The End
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