Nursery Crimes

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic


Inspired by the nursery rhyme, 'Little Miss Muffet'.

Chapter 9 (v.1) - Prey!

Submitted: April 07, 2018

Reads: 183

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Submitted: April 07, 2018

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Little Miss Muffet

Sat on a tuffet,

Eating her curds and whey.

Along came a spider

And sat down beside her

And frightened Miss Muffet away.

 

Little Miss Muffet,

Sat on a tuffet,

asleep in the heat of the day.

Along came a spider,

climbed up beside her,

And spun a web to make her its prey.

 

Prey!

 

It was a gorgeous day. Spring to perfection! Molly Muffet had become sick and tired of the endless wind and the remorseless rain. There was no way she was going to be stuck inside for the first real sunshine of the year. No, she decided, should would take her lunch outside and eat it there.

She carefully made her way along the path, carrying her bowl in one hand and her spoon in the other. There was still a bit of a chill to the air so she’d look for somewhere nice and sheltered. And, above all, somewhere warm.

A way along the path, just beyond a bend, was a large rock. Molly knew that this often offered shelter and it did so again. The sun had heated the surface, so she had both a dry and a warm seat to sit on.

She sat down and spooned up her lunch. It was okay, not her favorite, but would keep her going until dinner time. Once her bowl was completely scraped out she sat back, kicked up her heels and enjoyed her surroundings.

There was the gentle buzz of distant bees as they stopped off at one flower then another. Flies buzzed, butterflies flittered and all sorts of bird song filled the air. The heat made Molly feel sleepy. The rock was just big enough for her to make herself comfortable on, and as she did, her eyes began to close.

On eight silent legs the spider approached. Not your everyday spider, not even your average large spider. No, this one was giant. It moved one leg closer to Molly, then another. She was totally oblivious to its presence, making it almost too easy to inject the venom. The girl hardly even stirred.

Slowly and steadily the spider began to spin, fashioning a cocoon around the sleeping girl. Molly did not stir until the work was almost complete. Just a space for her to see through; the sun still shone and the birds still sang, the bees buzzed in the distance, but soon that was obliterated by the silk cocoon that turned it all to black.

 


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