Chapter Five
I think it was the sound of laughter that first crept into my consciousness. Or it could have been the weight on my chest. Something was pinning me to the floor, some heavy, squirming, giggling thing that smelled of grass. A giant Rastafarian spider, stoned out of its head and giggling as it prepared to suck all the liquid from my body to satisfy its attack of munchies. Well, if you’ve gotta go...
I opened my eyes to confront the beast, and saw one of its legs draped a couple of inches from my face. Nice leg for a spider. Knee-length PVC boot. Fishnet stocking. This wasn’t going to be so bad after all. In fact, as I lay there looking up at this vision, I started to look forward to the whole experience. As a sign of cooperation, I stuck out my tongue and licked the back of th
