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46 “The gun,” he cried. She reached into the back seat for it while he grappled for the bullets. “I thought they’d all gone,” she cried. Marilyn raised her head to see what the commotion was and saw some towering, rearing monster with four legs bearing down on the car. Her entire body froze up, heart sending shock waves of terror through her body. It seemed that reality abruptly ceased for her and although she wanted to say something she couldn’t. With shaking, barely controllable hands, Tracie loaded the gun and wound down the windscreen. The spider was advancing towards the car, not fast but carefully, as though stalking. She aimed the gun and fired, the first shot rolling entirely off target and sailing into the brightening sky-line. "s**t!" she said. She aimed again, this time not
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