Amy pisses her bed, rank urine soaking into the mattress as she writhes, impaled on the mosquito’s bladed stick. With a loud slurping sound, the mosquito begins to extract copious quantities of liquid gore from her rapidly fibrillating heart. Every beat squirts more of Amy’s fluids into the thorax of the man-eating parasyte. She screams, a sick, squelchy choking squeal as the spike passes through her esophagus on its way to her heart..
Amy lifts her legs, trying to kick the thing off her… and the mosquito holds her off the bedspread as it exsanguinates the struggling young teen.
Sluuuurp

More of her claret spills into the Mosquito, splashing and swirling in a pool in its innards. Amy looks up with bulging bloodshot sunken eyes and gurgles pathetically. Once she was a pretty, and blushing bride to be… now she was a pale, wrinkled bony looking thing, just ready to be discarded… what a difference an hour makes.
Sluuuuuurrrrrpppp

By now, her brain is in a nightmare induced haze as the poison takes it over warping her reality into one filled with her greatest phobias. She barely feels the agonising pain of being eaten alive… the world in her mind is just so much more horrific. The toxin has driven the dying girl insane.
Sllllllllrrrrrrrrrruuuupppp Squelch.

She exhales one last time… and then convulses erratically and then suddenly stops.