I had a really fucked-up body horror dream last night. I’m going to describe it now. Consider yourselves warned if you keep reading.
The right side of my body was lightly encrusted with what I told myself was “acne”. They were hard, stiff, and scab-like, varying in color and texture. Some were large pale craters, others raised brown pustules. I avoided looking at or touching them even when they started to creep across my jaw and neck.
My cat, however, was oddly fixated on them. Every time I walked into the room, she would rush over to me and start biting at them. It didn’t hurt much, but it made it impossible to ignore my affliction, and it grossed me out. I had to continuously push her off and lock her in different rooms, but it got to the point where my parents and I decided that it was time to surrender her to a shelter for adoption.
I tearfully went to pet her one last time. As expected, she latched onto my hand and began gnawing at the scabs there. I tried to pry her off, but she was biting down hard. With a shout of pain, I finally managed to shake her off. She’d torn open one of the scabs and had something else in her mouth - one end of a long, black, wriggling worm. The other end was still under my skin. I watched in horror as my cat yanked backwards and the worm was pulled completely out of my flesh and was followed by a thin trail of blood. It writhed on the floor for a moment before escaping through a crack in the boards.
“Mom, Dad… I think I’m very, very sick,” I cried, holding my cat tightly and trying not to pass out.