Oh, no, it's not just you - it is getting hotter.
Far too late, you realize that, while you know enough of our ways to enter our hive, we know enough about you to exploit a small weakness; that you can survive only the barest breath less heat than us. Our crowding and agitation heat us, heat you - and you boil alive in your own carapace, becoming nothing more than just so much trash for us to haul away.
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