Dead

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"Brenda..." The voices were far off now. I could feel the spiders crawling up my skin.2

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"Brenda... helloo??" I ignored the call. The spiders were eating me up. I could see my bones under the moving mass of black.4

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My flesh was torn off, tossed aside. I could feel thirsty necks burrowing into my ears, my eyes, my scalp.6

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"Help..." I feebly managed. I don't know... the sound seemed to be swallowed by the spiders in my mouth.8

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The room was filling with water. I twisted, trying to rid myself of the horrible black armor that I wore. Some of the spiders relented, falling to ground, giving off  horrible squishing sounds as my sneakers took away their lives. Still, most of them stuck on. I was weighed down, no longer able to move. The water had come to my ankles now.10

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I wondered if spiders could swim. 12

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I knew I couldn't.14

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"Brenda?" I couldn't take it any more.The disgusting feel of the spiders crawling around my body was too much. Using the rest of my feeble strength, I cut the black scab-like things off.16

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I am now lying on the floor. There is no water. I hear the sound of footsteps. Eight at a time. 20