Chapter 5: Electrified

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Enjoy! I know the spider is very scary and I'm not sorry x)

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If this was just some twisted dream, yeah, I think I would wish for an amnesia. In all of a sudden I don't want to remember all this. In all of a sudden, I... I felt thankful that I always forget about my dreams when I woke and I suddenly do, felt thankful for this life, for a Dad who loves me like I'm the most precious thing in the world.

Yeah, I do.

But this is not a dream.

I heard the rustling dried leaves not long after I lied down. The spider's here. And again, I was ensured by my feeling, a tugging sensation in a part of my stomach that I can't exactly tell where.

I got up slowly, and shouted in pain when I got onto my feet. Every joint in my body felt like they're cracking. Or are they really cracking?

God!

How can I run from a spider that is as fast as a horse when walking is so hard for me? My eyes were wet after the sharp pain all over my body.

"Listen to me!" I shouted. I limped to a nearby tree, rubbed my tears, and finish my sentence with the same loud angry voice.

"Listen to me, you, you.. universe! Don't play games with me. Enough for today! Damn it you bitch! Damn it! Da--" I stopped and looked up.

I heard a set of chittering and the trees began to move like crazy. Something up there was weighing them.

Okay, should I be nervous now or what?

It couldn't possibly be the spider because... spiders don't climb trees, right? It just seemed impossible. Well, it is to me.

But whatever it is, I should really get going because my feelings told me whatever up there is no good.

Then the trees moved again and in a blink of my eyes, something big and hairy jumped in front of me, with its eight enormous legs supporting its big body.

I slowly took in the features of this enormous creature right in front of me.

The spider was actually brown with long, black, hairy legs afterall. I can't look at its head because its height is 4 times as mine. As soon as it landed on the ground, I threw the knife in my hand, expecting it to hit the spider but it doesn't even hit it. Things get worse when the spider growled and roared after I threw the knife and ran.

Shit.

I don't speak spider, but I'm sure that it thinks I'm delicious.. and juicy.

Gah. The joints in my knees felt like breaking when I ran but the thought of the spider biting my head off encouraged me to run faster and ignore the pain.

The trees are bigger when I reached what I think is the deepest area in the woods. It is dark here and it feels different. But the good thing is that the spider is moving a little bit slower because the spaces between the trees are much smaller than before.

I walked deeper into the woods where it's the darkest and laid my back against the hard surface of a big tree. My hair was plastered to my sweaty skin. I feel so tired of running, but here, my energy were strained more than when I was at the outer area of the woods even if I am only standing. It felt different here; a presence of something is affecting me.

Seconds later, I sat on the ground, breathing even harder. Like I said, something weird is here. I feel it. This feeling is urging me to move and find the source of it. But I fight it. I don't want the spider to eat me.

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