As the sun begins to rise, the light settles over the swamp, and the newborn mosquitoes rising from their pupae. They crawl from the stagnant, boiling waters and dry out their brand new wings on the muddy mangrove filled shores.

As their transformation completes, their digestive tracts disappear, no longer needing them in order to process blood. All along the bog, mosquitoes were relieving themselves of last night’s dinner. Tiny bones squirting out among the mangrove roots. It will be the first, and last time in their lives that they take a dump.

Charlene’s Mosquito heaves its abdomen, and its tiny pucker widens with a burst of flatulence. The Mosquito shits out Charlene’s steaming skeleton into the muck and detritus already covering the shore. She joins bones of her friends and fellow villagers sinking into the stinking bog. It won’t be long before they disappear into the brown gunk that lines the swamp joining hundreds of thousands of their ancestors below.

Finally dried, the brand new mosquito tests its wings out, and buzzes up into the air, and disappears into the sky, already hungry for blood.

Charlene’s corpse rests in her graveyard. Just another dead girl added to the sea of bones that mark the Miedo Mosquitoes’ breeding grounds.

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Giant Man eating Mosquitoes fed my family to their larvae... need money to help clean them off my pavement now.

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