CHAPTER FIFTEEN
They say you're never more than three feet away from a spider. I bet there's one near you now. Under your desk, behind your couch, in your bathroom drain. They live in a world that’s nearly invisible to the human eye, and a thousand times more violent than anything you’ve ever experienced in your life.
I for one am grateful that the insect world is invisible, but boy, was I reminded of it as my spiders’ predator instincts kicked in. They hunted with a confident, calculating brutality that gave me heart palpitations. If these guys could talk, they’d be bragging about how they dismantled the fly they ate last night, watched it writhe in their web for six hours, and beg for its life before they sucked all the moisture out of it on a slow drip. Trust me, the mind of a spider
