After enough movement, you no longer are able to feel your legs. Reaching down to feel them, you're met only with more vomit and what you fear is your intestines emptying from your digesting body.

You try to scream but vomit and chyme fills your mouth. Reflexively you vomit as well. Horrible pain comes from your throat. You can't see it, but you're vomiting the remains of your own stomach and esophagus.

Despite keeping your eyeballs firmly shut, the weak and thin skin of your eyelids shrivels and melts away, leaving your eyeballs exposed to liquefy and float away.

Your fading mind is attempting to scream and cry but your body is unresponsive and unable to act upon your urges. Your thoughts drift away from survival and twist and transform into utter disgust at your fate and insurmountable levels of self-hatred.

Through your now empty orbits stomach acid is capable of entering your skull, eating through crumbling bones and finally laying claim to your brain.

In the moments before your death your final thoughts shift toward your family and friends. The second you die you're in the midst of wondering why the universe so traitorously betrayed you and delivered you unto an inhumane and unfair fate.

Your brain jellies and congeals then crumbles into digestive slurry. The rest of your body begins to disassemble and be broken down into more basic proteins. What's left of your organs is now free to slip out of your burnt body. Olga's stomach does a wonderful job at breaking down the majority of what's solid on your body.

Once the digesting remnants are emptied into Olga's intestines the fine slurry of your corpse has been efficiently mixed into everything else. The liquid slowly slithers deeper into Olga's bowels. You, personally, are among the smallest contributors to the process.

The moment the liquid touched the villi of the intestines whatever was left of you was already immediately absorbed and burned by the mere action of Olga being alive. You're, very unfortunately, too small to have contributed anything to her bodily functions outside of, possibly, giving her perhaps one-millionth of the energy required to duplicate a cell.

Maybe that sounds a bit comical. But, if you look at it in the right way, maybe the universe playing such a prank on you and single-handedly reducing your life's achievements into less than two-millionths of a calorie (for perspective, your final size of zero-point-two mm was burned in 20 microseconds) was it's idea of a joke.

Regardless, Olga's body effortlessly and unthinkingly erased you from existence. Look back on your actions and reevaluate the stupidity it took for you to get eaten. Honestly, you should blame yourself more than Olga.