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A buzzing stops you from falling completely asleep. You sit up once again, this time whacking your head on something flesh-like. Rubbing your head, you search for light. Finding it, you switch it on to see what you hit. You rub your eyes, thinking you must be asleep. A second look confirms the first. A man-sized praying mantis with a color-changing mass of flesh for a head is standing over you. Before you can scream, the creature lifts one of its arms and swings down causing your head to roll off your neck.