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We
went
out
.
Ollie
moved
fast
,
the
pistol
in
his
right
hand
.
Before
Billy
and
I
were
more
than
out
the
door
he
was
at
my
Scout
,
an
insubstantial
Ollie
,
like
a
ghost
in
a
television
movie
.
He
opened
the
driver
's
door
.
Then
the
back
door
.
Then
something
came
out
of
the
mist
and
cut
him
nearly
in
half
.
I
never
got
a
good
look
at
it
,
and
for
that
I
think
I
'm
grateful
.
It
appeared
to
be
red
,
the
angry
color
of
a
cooked
lobster
.
It
had
claws
.
It
was
making
a
low
grunting
sound
,
not
much
different
from
the
sound
we
had
heard
after
Norton
and
his
little
band
of
Flat-Earthers
went
out
.
Ollie
got
off
one
shot
,
and
then
the
thing
's
claws
scissored
forward
and
Ollie
's
body
seemed
to
unhinge
in
a
terrible
glut
of
blood
.
Amanda
's
gun
fell
out
of
his
hand
,
struck
the
pavement
,
and
discharged
.
I
caught
a
nightmare
glimpse
of
huge
black
lusterless
eyes
,
the
size
of
giant
handfuls
of
sea
grapes
,
and
then
the
thing
lurched
back
into
the
mist
with
what
remained
of
Ollie
Weeks
in
its
grip
.
A
long
,
multisegmented
scorpion
's
body
dragged
harshly
on
the
paving
.
There
was
an
instant
of
choices
.
Maybe
there
always
is
,
no
matter
how
short
.
Half
of
me
wanted
to
run
back
into
the
market
with
Billy
hugged
to
my
chest
.
The
other
half
was
racing
for
the
Scout
,
throwing
Billy
inside
,
lunging
after
him
.
Then
Amanda
screamed
.
It
was
a
high
,
rising
sound
that
seemed
to
spiral
up
and
up
until
it
was
nearly
ultrasonic
.
Billy
cringed
against
me
,
digging
his
face
against
my
chest
.
One
of
the
spiders
had
Hattie
Turman
.
It
was
big
.
It
had
knocked
her
down
.
Her
dress
had
pulled
Lip
over
her
scrawny
knees
as
it
crouched
over
her
,
its
bristly
,
spiny
legs
caressing
her
shoulders
.
It
began
to
spin
its
web
.
Mrs.
Carmody
was
right
,
I
thought
.
We
're
going
to
die
out
here
,
we
are
really
going
to
die
out
here
.
"
Amanda
!
"
I
yelled
.
No
response
.
She
was
totally
gone
.
The
spider
straddled
what
remained
of
Billy
's
babysitter
,
who
had
enjoyed
jigsaw
puzzles
and
those
damned
Double-Crostics
that
no
normal
person
can
do
without
going
nuts
.
Its
threads
crisscrossed
her
body
,
the
white
strands
already
turning
red
as
the
acid
coating
sank
into
her
.
