Nonsensical fears of what the bump may be (Fiction-ish)

It started with a bump. At the back of the neck, at the lower part of the cranium. Mosquito season was in full effect and on high supply. After days of the bump not receding back into the flush skin contour, I began to get nervous. New environment, new flora and fauna. I've read stories about hobo spiders. What if I was host to a dwelling of a foreign creature? Laying it's larva inside my neck so close to my brainstem, potentially taking control of my mind and actions. Then I started thinking about the tracker in the Matrix. What if the bump was growing, developing tentacles that would wrap around my brainstem, furthering my subconscious mind into the elaborate ruse that is the matrix? Only time will tell.

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