The worms sank their teeth deep into the intruding mass of human flesh.
Which happened to belong to Roger's face.
Roger's scream was the most ghastly, unearthly sound Geri had ever heard. At first she didn't understand. Then, as Roger leaped to his feet, she saw.
At least a dozen worms had burrowed into his face.
One had punctured his cheek and was squirming into his mouth.
Another had penetrated his temple and was insinuating itself into his skull.
Still another had crawled under his eyelid.
Still another had burrowed through his nose.
There were two more near his chin.
And one inside ear.
Worms were half buried in Roger's face, inching their way into the muscle and cartilage and brain beneath the skin...
Take that, James Herbert!