I remember waking up once in my Florida home as a child… something was scratching my neck. I was to sleepy for much to register at that point. I thought it was my shirt’s tag. I reached up to scratch the itch and I felt a squirming. I swiped my hand across my neck and sent what was surely a large black roach flying across the room.
I slept… but every itch felt like a bug getting me for the rest of the night.