Snake Eyes

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In the hatching chamber of the fourth tier the final spider advanced towards Agent Johnson.

He had one round left in the shotgun. The shot would scatter a little as it flew towards the creature but he still had to be accurate enough to kill it.

The eyes…

That was where its overgrown brain was.

Behind those ten red eyes.

His hands were shaking now. There had been so many of them. More than he’d ever anticipated and his backpack of ammunition, which had once seemed plentiful, was now used up. One of the smaller spiders had bitten him and he could feel the toxin slowing him down. He trudged like he was wearing an ancient diver’s suit with weighted boots and a brass helmet. As he backed away, the last spider gained ground.

This was the female, the guardian of the nest. She was huge, too: a leg span of almost three metres supported her body a metre above the ground. At such a size, she lumbered rather than ran but each ponderous step made huge gains. Johnson knew that if she caught him it didn’t merely mean an agonising end for him. She was pregnant and would lay her eggs at any time. She’d use him to feed her offspring and the whole nightmare would start again. Everything he’d fought for through the corridors and labs of the fourth tier facility would be worth nothing if she survived and he did not.

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