The Boy With the Spider Face
“Cephalothorax.”
The explanation fell flat, and Jeff found it hard to cover his disappointment. “I know that.” He rolled up his shirt sleeves and revealed his arms. “But look. It’s happening all over!” He started pulling down his pants to inspect the most recent changes from his encounter with Preston, but Mr. Drake stopped him.
“Okay, okay. I believe you,” he said, waving his hand. “No need to further undress.”
Jeff stopped fussing with his clothes and threw his arms up. “What the hell is happening to me? I’m turning into a goddamn spider!” The extraordinary circumstances merited some explicit language, even if it was in the presence of a teacher.
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