Dreaming Of A Black Widow Spider の小説・ストーリー

Now is not the time. “Thanks,” I murmur. “No problem,” he replies, his brown eyes locking onto mine for a moment before he looks away. We continue, growing more confident with each obstacle that we overcome. But then, I spot them—spiders. Big, black, eight-legged monsters clinging to the walls like grotesque ornaments. I shudder, my skin crawling at the sight. “Ugh, spiders,” I mutter, feeling the color drain from my face. Karl looks at me, then back at the spiders. “You want to go back?”

Petra's P.O.V. When I see the enormous spider above us, I want to die. I'm not scared of much, but spiders are the one thing I'm terrified of, with their weird eyes, eight legs, and hairy bodies. I seriously have to stop thinking about the damn thing if I'm going to have any chance of getting us out of here.

Daniel cannot sleep well on that night and his eyes still wide open. He looked at the ceiling and thought about the woman whom he met at the coffee shop. He did not know what he felt at that time, but she just made him amazed by the beauty of her at the first sign. "Who are you, beautiful lady? Why did I feel that I knew you and have met you before? Did we meet somewhere or—" Daniel suddenly remembered his dream six months ago. A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real.

Gemma Vivid images of the monstrous Arachne, its sharp fangs sinking into Stacey’s flesh and ripping her to shreds, filled my dreams like a nightmare on repeat. Her blood-curdling scream echoed in my mind, only to be drowned out by my own as I desperately shielded her from the creature’s attack. Stacey’s biggest fear had always been spiders, yet even in the face of this terror she was still trying to save me. She had always been the protector, but now it was my turn to be the hero and save her. My heart raced with fear and determination as I faced off against the Arachne, ready to do whatever it took to keep Stacey safe.

I don't know if I was still listening to what she was saying verbally, but one thing for sure, I was instead watching everything she said Visually! I could see her eating raw meat, with her fingers dripping blood while she licked them, yuck! That was disgusting. Inside my mind there was a loud audience, everyone giving their own suggestions about what I must do. I came to realize that all those nonsensical nightmares with Arachne-like women were actually true. That also explained the spidey Humanoid we saw lurking in pictures taken by the cameraman during the previous wedding proposal.