The mosquitoes were massive and had developed monstrous intellect, sufficient enough to bring them through all the defenses. Now the man and woman waited, huddled together on the bed, the buzzing of the approaching insects chilling all sensation. A group of them synchronously thrust themselves against the door, forcing it open. They flowed in left and right until the two walls opposite the bed were obscured by their hovering forms. They appeared poised to attack. The largest of the mosquitoes, apparently the leader, buzzed in a strange, high-pitched language, "We won't hurt you. We just want to watch you make love." In that moment the expression on the woman's face could not have been more serene.

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