Arachni

Prologue

"You're a jackass!" I whisper-yelled to my friend Tate, who has managed to get both of us in trouble at lunch. He slapped me in the face with his hand full of ketchup, and the teachers thought we were 'fighting'. Now, we were being sent to the principals office, my face dripping with ketchup, and Tate was still snickering about the whole situation.

We arrived at the front office, and the lady at the front desk waved us to go on back to the principal's office. I've never been to the principal's office before.. I fiddled with the hem of my shirt, and bit my lip in fear of getting suspended.

Tate knocked twice on the door. On the second knock, the door creaked open. Tate gasped, and I moved to where I could see the scene in front of him.

The room was completely trashed. There were spiderwebs everywhere, and the books were flung out onto the floor. The lamp that was probably on the principals desk was now on the floor, glass littered around it from the bulb. The most noticeable thing was blood.

Blood.

I covered my mouth with my left hand, and grabbed onto Tate's arm with my right. He stepped forward, putting his foot in the room. I shook my head, but he pulled me along with him.

As we got closer to the desk, I noticed the scratch marks and the spiders. I pulled away from Tate.

"I don't know if we should-" He cut me off by screaming. He grabbed my hand, and dragged me back out of the principals office. As he slammed the door shut, I heard snarls and deep breathing.

"What are you two doing-" The lady at the desk stood up, but was also cut off by Tate.

"Shh," He said, putting a finger up to his lips. The ketchup on my face was starting to get itchy.

We stood there in silence, until there was a loud thump on the principals door. I gasped, and jumped slightly. Tate looked terrified. There was another thump. I looked back and forth from Tate, the door, and the lady. Thump. I inched toward the exit. Then there was continuous pounding on the principals door.

I looked at Tate, and he read my expression. We have to get out of here.