Spiderlings - Episode 4
by V. Gardner
Shouldn’t you be checking on Danny, Susan?
He’s a child, Bryan.
MY child.
WHAT DID YOU DO?
Or should I check on him?
Clean up another of your messes?
Just then, Susan gets a text from Danny.
Mom?
Are you here yet?
I’m getting to a place where I can help you.
What does that mean? What is happening??
Please trust me, Danny.
I need you to understand that I have a grasp of the situation.
Just please get here. I’m scared.
What’s happening? Where are you?
I’m in the living room.
They followed me.
Now they’re all facing me.
It’s like they’re waiting for something.
I feel…weird
Really weird.
I’m trying not to black out again.
But everything is getting fuzzy.
Fight it, Danny!
Danny — if Bryan texts you…Do NOT answer.
Do you hear me?
DANNY
Yes, Mom. I hear you
I’m kind of busy here.
You know, trying NOT TO DIE.
You’re being dramatic.
That isn’t helpful.
Dramatic?!!!
Maybe when spiders pour out of YOUR face—
You can talk to me about being dramatic.
The hole on my face, it’s still growing.
I can stop it.
I put my hand there, and my fingers poke through my cheek into my mouth.
That’s not good, right?
OMFG, Mom.
I’m dying, aren’t I? I’m really dying.
NO. I can fix this.
Please try to stay calm.
It’ll be easier for Mama to take over when you’re angry.
Mama?
Oh, that’s right.
THE SPIDER LIVING IN MY THROAT
Way to calm me down, Mom.
I have a plan, Danny. It’s going to be okay.
Danny?
two minutes later
Danny, answer me!
I don’t know what happened.
My throat is killing me.
All the windows and doors are covered in webs.
It’s so dark in here. What time is it?
It’s only been a few minutes.
I’m still getting information.
But I’m almost there.
I think I’m dying.
Don’t say that! Don’t ever say that!
They’re all staring at me.
Thousands of spiders.
I see their eyes glinting.
I’m on the floor in the living room, facing the door. Waiting for you.
But they’re all staring at me from spots on the walls and the floor.
I wanted to turn on the lights.
But they have webs everywhere, on all the lamps and over the switches.
Every time I move, their front legs pop up in the air.
It’s a warning, Danny. Stay put!
Different ones keep dropping from the ceiling, dangling around me.
I feel their legs around my hair and neck.
WTF is happening?
I’m so tired, Mom.
You have to stay awake, Danny.
They’re waiting for instructions from Mama.
They’re waiting for you to pass out.
It hurts so bad.
Maybe passing out wouldn’t be a bad thing.
Yes, it would! It would be a terribly bad thing.
What does it want?
Who?
Mama.
What does it want with me?
What do any of us want? To live.
To have babies.
How could you do this?
My work is important.
I’m trying to save people. Good people.
I’m a good person, Mom.
And I’m dying.
YOU’RE NOT DYING.
Yes. I am.
Because of you.
Because of what you did.
You don’t understand anything.
Then explain it!
Once we altered the spiders, we made sure only a few could breed.
We made sure the breeders were capable of controlling the entire clutter.
She needs to maintain control.
Desperate mothers do desperate things.
We need to make sure that doesn’t happen.
My goal has always been to save people.
How could that help people?
We wanted to create a natural assassin.
Spiders that could slip into a household and take out everyone.
No obvious hostile government action. Just a spider.
Think about it, Danny!
We could have prevented wars.
We could have wiped out entire terrorist groups.
It was brilliant.
Too brilliant.
Worked too well.
They’re lining up along the windowsill.
Backing up into corners.
Why are they doing that?
The thing in my throat — Mama.
My legs are jerking.
They’re hungry.
They’re going to hunt.
WTF Mom!
They killed Mopsie a half hour ago. I can see her body.
She’s like, flattened or something.
They drank her blood and injected her with poison that will slowly liquify her organs.
When that happens, they’ll drink that, too.
OMG. Is that how I’m going to die?
You’re not going to die!
But the spiders are growing too rapidly.
It leads to immense hunger.
It’s an unintended side effect of gene manipulation.
I’m sorry, Danny. So sorry.
This never should have happened.
They’ll wait for Mama’s approval to hunt.
Please stay strong.
Why are they waiting?
Because she’s in control.
It was my idea.
Researchers around the world are proving that alphas are females.
Wolves, lions, bees — the best fighting machines are spearheaded by females.
Not males like everyone assumed.
So it was your idea to make the leaders female.
Yes. But also mothers.
It was my idea to harness human maternal instincts.
Nothing is stronger than the maternal instinct
Notsure about that. Whereru
You have to trust me, Danny.
I know what you’re dealing with. I know her.
who
Mama
Are you falling asleep?
Fight it!
They’re on my legs.
I cantstand.
They r onmylegs
watching
somanyeyes
They’re waiting for Mama
Danny?
WAKE UP!
missed call
missed call
I’m here! I’m here.
I don’t know what happened but I’m fine now.
She’s testing control.
Your control is going to fluctuate.
Stay strong.
Where are you?
Still on the floor in the living room.
But they’re closer now.
Why are they all staring at me?
They’re in rows on my legs, up my chest.
Under my nose
I want to shake them off but I can’t.
I can type onlywithmy thumb
Only one hand.
Why
I think she’s surveying. Learning.
It’s another unexpected side effect.
She’s combining the cunning of a spider, the ability to quickly test and learn—
Plus the humanistic urge to communicate.
She’s learning from you.
Learning how to communicate.
The others are waiting for her direction.
Trying to get as close to her as they can.
In the wild, they’d be on her back.
They can’t do that now, since she’s in your throat.
They’re using your body as a substitute.
My throat. Cant breathe
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