[ WP ] When you kill a mosquito , an animal from another dimension comes to life.There are currently 7 mosquitoes in the room .

The fact that you received so little information on these mosquitos is what burdens you the most. You were told the mosquitos carry diseases, but no specification on what these diseases entail exactly. If they were carrying malaria, you might die of malaria. If it was zika, you could probably never comfortably have children. It might be some other unidentified virus. You wish you knew more. 
 
 They gave you a huge book you can use to swat the mosquitos. You see the mosquitos flying around and you're careful not to lose track of any of them - not let any of them get too close - but not to swat them before you can fully assess the risk. 
 
 You decide the risk is going to be huge whatever way you look at it and you swat the first one. It is stuck to the back of your book, but you hear a loud buzzing behind you, one too loud for a mosquito. Your stomach drops; you've always been allergic to wasps. You locate the insect, and realize it's not a wasp, but a hornet. You've never seen one this big, it's about three times as big as any other hornet or wasp you've seen before. The stinger looks threatening, and it's coming your way, and you swat it against the wall right next to where you swat that first mosquito. 
 
 Before you can take a moment to take a closer look at the hornet and stop sweating ( you're fairly certain this hornet might have killed you ), one of the other six mosquitos strikes down on your arm and before you think to wave it away, you swat it with your free hand. 
 
 Hastily, you twist around, and you notice a scorpion sitting on the floor. You drop the book on top of it before it can shoot away to a corner, the heavy weight trapping it. You take a step on top of the book to make sure of its death. 
 
 Two down, five to go. 
 
 You might as well kill all the mosquitos at once. It wo n't change what animals will appear. You're going to have to deal with it eventually. 
 
 Four mosquitos later, in the room are now the corpses of a piranha ( it suffocated very quickly on its own ), a worm ( you did n't want to take the risk that it could be venomous ) and a blue-ringed octopus ( you did n't give it the chance to die by itself and also killed it with the book ). 
 
 The fourth animal that appeared is a small bunny. You hope it's not deadly in some way, but aside from Monthy Python and the Holy Grail you've never heard of deadly bunnies. It's cute and fluffy and you could n't kill it. 
 
 You stare at the seventh mosquito, realizing how lucky you've been so far. Many of the animals that appeared were deadly, but they were all small and easy to kill. You wonder what the last animal would be. It might be a bear; it might be a whale and crush you in the small room; it might even be a dinosaur! You have no way of knowing. 
 
 Better to get this over with, you think. You swat the last mosquito where it's sitting on the floor. 
 
 The door opens. You think it's the team to congratulate you, and you want to yell at them to turn back because the last animal still has to appear. But your mouth stops in motion dead quiet when you see who entered the room. 
 
 `` Wait, what is this room? Who are you? Where am I? How did I get here?'' 
 
 You look at the book in your hands and wonder if it's heavy enough to murder presidential candidate Donald Trump.
