[For a few moments, Abby is quiet, just fiddling with the end of the string of lights in her hands, carefully untangling it with delicate little movements just to keep her hands busy. She's not the biggest fan of talking about her feelings, but this is Jack, who's probably her closest friend here.]

Yeah it was worse than itching and burning, that's for sure. It was like...this weird euphoria and abject terror at the same time? Then I just wanted to hurt people, I wanted to make them suffer and get attacked by the bugs. I almost shoved someone right into a swarm of them, which is something I would not normally do, not even to my worst enemy.

[Pulling a long section of lights free from the tangle, she drops it on the ground beside her, where it's probably just going to tangle up again.]

Not my idea of a fun time.