When they’ve finished draining their victims of their lifeblood, the swarm goes on the hunt for smaller, lighter prey that they can lift back to the wet, dark swamps that they came from.
Having gorged itself with Amy and her mother Meryl, it finds her younger sister Charlene still asleep in her bed. It takes its thin spindly limbs. It lifts the sleepy eyed teen out through the window, and before she’s even woken fully, it flitters high into the air above Genkysou village. The brisk winds chill her to the bone and she awakens to find her legs dangling above rooftops.
“Whaaaa?” cries Charlene as she realises that something is very wrong… This isn’t her bed, this isn’t her home. She’s never seen anything like this. The ground drops away below her, and so sinks her stomach.

From here, she can see the world from an entirely different perspective, one she’s never seen before, let alone imagined. Charlene looks out to the sky and sees dozens of other boys and girls, all being abducted for the gods knew what. Most of them were thrashing in the grips of their predators… but some hung limp, resigned to their fates.
Charlene was too confused to know what to think… So she just cried.

The sound of her sobbing echoed above the sounds of beating mosquito wings, and carried to mix with the frightened yelps of her comrades as they began their long journey into the moonlit night and to their final resting place..