Koro

I was 19 years old then. It all happened in the spring. I was lying on my bed, reading a book (I remember rereading Jack London's "White Silence"). Suddenly, I felt a strange twitching sensation in my right leg, near the right calf muscle. I didn't pay any attention to it, as I wasn't particularly careful about my health back then, and I was developing new ailments almost every day.

Five minutes later, a sharp pain shot through my leg, and through the blanket, I saw a lump grow on my leg and begin to move upward. Fear paralyzed me—I simply couldn't move.

The lump slowly rolled under my skin. I tried to scream, but realized I couldn't. I simply began to cry silently and tearlessly, from helplessness.

But that wasn't the worst of it. It felt like worms were swimming before my eyes. I saw blurry black bodies, as if they were crawling right on my eyeballs. Half a minute later, I couldn't see anything anymore, and, gripped by terror, I lay on the bed and felt IT creeping toward my reproductive organ.

Suddenly, it all ended. I felt a sharp pain in my thigh, the skin burst, and something seemed to fall out of my leg. I heard a fading rustle on the floor, then the faint creak of my bedroom door.

A minute later, the blindness faded. I lay in bed for a long time, not daring to move. The sheets were covered in blood, but the blood from the wound on my leg had almost stopped flowing.

I don't know what kind of nightmare that was. Now I get checked by doctors every year and monitor my health closely.

Recently, I was reading a book in exactly the same way, and my leg twitched again. I almost died on the spot from fear.