zzz…

The black and yellow insect spurs at you with daring speeds, its small death hum gut wrenching to you. You can only imagine the beast’s triumphant yowl when that small, sharp and agonizing stinger lands on you. Yes, you. A soon to be victim at this rate.

The sun beats down on you, a frosty milk of clouds over the horizon. Sweat builds on your skin, while tension rises. You can barely see the dangerous insect..

The bee.

ZZZZ!