Pulled To Shreds

This story is an attempt to mimic Lovecraftian Horror for AJ. If you are sensitive to such a category of horror, please leave immediately.

It was a normal day...animal jam, eat, sleep, drink, like any circle of repetition that leads you closer to special days. I couldn't actually feel fear anymore, it actually wasn't possible.

Minus my fear of bugs, of course, it was actually quite a horrible phobia of mine.

WIP, because I can't just write at 1:24 AM.