Casu Martzu

I walked to my local store. I picked up peanut butter. Something was calling, like a mother at three in the morning when you're out. The dairy aisle. I went to it, picked up my favorite cheese. "Casu Martzu" I read the label. I left and arrived at my apartment. I pulled out my favorite cheese and cut a slice. Then another. Then another. I pulled out the strange cheese and took a slice. Then another. Then another. I felt something crawling on my face. I ignored it. I kept consuming the cheese. My therapist's nagging filled my head. As I finished, I felt myself grow tired and drowsy. I put on my night clothes and crawled into bed, my sleeping cap snug on my head. I felt a tingling sensation on my face, gnawing at my energy. I got out of bed to inspect my face only to find maggots infested in my mouth, eating the flesh off of my face and the back of my throat. I couldn't breathe. I tried to scream for help, but my throat was completely damaged. The last sight I had seen was a maggot crawling into my eyes. Casu Martzu.