The spider web
Melanie was doing her weekly house cleaning.
This time, she had committed herself to getting rid of the spiders web on the cellar wall. She feared spiders so she had avoided the tasks all week. Meanwhile, the web spread across the entire wall. It was thick. Melanie felt disgusted as she entered the cellar and approached the web.
She closed her eyes and slammed at the web, grabbed it with both hands, and ripped at it. She failed. The web barely moved. She ripped once more. No result.
She stepped backwards and was ripped around. Her arms were glued to the web. She screamed.
She ripped and pulled and tore but she couldn't free her arms.
She screamed for help. She realized she was alone. Her heart raced. She had to free herself.
A prickling on her arms ripped her out of her thoughts. Terror thrilled her as she saw a spider run across her arms. Soon, more came. She screamed. She looked across the web, seeing an enormous swarm of spiders approaching. She panicked. She pulled like crazy but the web kept her.
She tried to cough the spiders off, yet there were far too many. She got covered by hundreds of the insects.
Pain shot through her body. Hundreds of teeth were biting her delicate skin. She screamed. Spiders entered her mouth, devouring the flesh inside. She coughed. Pain overwhelmed her. She ripped mindlessly, fourth and back, getting deeper into the web. Everywhere her skin burned, she felt spiders move beneath it. They entered everywhere. In her ears, in her eyes, in her nose, in her intimate area. Melanie collapsed.
She hung unconsciously, twitching, while her body became bloody, skin disappearing, the flesh below appearing.
Her bloody hands jerked.