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I turned from the grave and faced Daisy and Sarah, and they were looking so concerned for me. Dais and Sarah were always there for me whenever I felt bad or just needed someone to talk to. Aunt Ruth had told me that true friends never let you down, and that they may walk away for a while, but they always return. Aunt Ruth’s words were so true because many times, Daisy Miller and Sarah Thompson had walked away when I was being my stubborn self or feeling so down that I refused to speak, only crying. I’d cry like a baby until I was all cried out, and if tears could run out completely, I wouldn’t have any tears left to shed because I’d cried so hard and long. I often wonder why death has to be. There is no worse enemy to me than death. It takes away all your strength and thoughts, and finally sucks the breath out a person until it’s taken their very last breath. I hate to hear the heavy beat of my heart slowing down, because to me, it seems as if death is there like a thief in the night inside me and it’s trying to steal me away.

A female Argent spider, drove down through the cemetery in a fine Seville limousine; they were always watching. They are controlling and vengeful, and spider has to be stopped. Sometimes the Argent Spider’s slowed down and rolled down the window of their automobiles. The windows are tinted pitch black. We could not see inside the car, but they could see us. Some of them are chauffeured around town in Baron’s HOLLOWPOINT, and the others drive themselves. Most days and nights, they rode nice and easy through the streets of the town and other places around Baron’s HOLLOWPOINT. At other times, they drove like a bat out of hell, screeching their tires to a halt. ! They can’t be reckoned with; they won’t be. Today, we saw a Argent spider cruising through Shade Crypts, with the black tinted windows half-way down. We could see the hard, cold glare of the Argent spider’s hazel-yellow green eyes, bright like a wolf’s eyes.

“Those horrible Argent spiders – they control our every move! Forcing their creepy embryo down inside of the victims they capture so their spider empire can multiply. The Argent spider empire will grow until eventually spider rises.” Sarah shuddered. She hated to talk about the matter of the Argent spider.

Suddenly we heard someone cry out,

“NOOO, get away from me you wicked terrible beasts..!”

The Seville the female Argent spider drove was parked in the middle of the cemetery, and she had given orders to an male Argent spider to capture a short teen with pink hair that was done in a cute styled bob. The girl had the facial features of sweetness and the bodily features of Betty BOOP. She was snatched up and nearly thrown into the back seat of the Seville.

“Some one help me please- no don’t! Please don’t!” the girl begged as she was snatched up and nearly thrown into the back seat of the Seville; she trembled badly.

We wanted to help her but we were afraid and knew that if we tried to help we’d lose and become victims too. We stayed quiet and kept out of sight of the Argent spider’s. We could see the index spider fang emerge. The girl screamed out for help; crying and pleading for her life. A male Argent spider leaned close to her and opened his mouth and a wet n slimy spider web the size of a string bean appeared. A creepy embryo wiggled wormy inside the web.

“Open your mouth,” he instructed in a dark and croaked tone of voice.

The Argent spider’s eyes glowed bright like a wolf; the teenager struggled with all of her strength to escape the strong grip of the Argent spider but he was too strong for her, and there were other Argent spider’s surrounding the girl and there wasn’t any hope of her escaping them. Suzie was her name, Suzie Reeves, and she screamed and screamed and screamed terror! The Argent spider’s eyes could control her and in the next moment Suzie Reeves became still as if she’d become comatose. The male Argent spider opened his mouth and the wet stringy spider web containing the ugly, small, wiggling embryo was dropped down inside Suzie Reeves’ body like a drop of rain falling from the tip of a wet leaf. The embryo settled inside the girl’s belly and became still. A split second later the trance broke and Suzie Reeves regained consciousness. Suzie screamed horrible and the grip of the Argent spider was released and panicking, she screamed for someone to help her. Suzie Reeves raced into town half-crazed and in shock. She would never be the same again.

“Sshhh, you had better not let the Argent spider’s hear you, or it’s you they’ll be after next, Sarah,” I warned, keeping my voice from being heard. Spider has animal instinct – they can see and hear from a distance. “We need to leave right now if we want to live.” I peered over my shoulder hoping that an Argent spider hadn’t discovered us ducking behind one of the graves inside Shade Crypts. Daisy and Sarah and I felt sorry for the girl, and even more frightened for ourselves.

“Yeah, I know. I don’t want to be touched by spider, but eventually they are coming for us too, Andrea,” Sarah said.

“Please, don’t mention it, all right?” Daisy said, her voice sounding a bit nervous. She smiled slightly as if she were pretending that everything was okay, but we knew it wasn’t. Hells spells, it was as bad as could be. “Just the thought of having to go through something like that gives me nightmares,” Daisy continued.

We left Shade Crypts and drove to Carla’s Manor. We drove our own cars – mine is a brand new hot pink 2019 Beetle. Daisy’s is a fine model – a 2018 Jeep Grand Cherokee, and Sarah’s car is a 2017 blazing red-hot Camaro. Our families are very well off, and all three of us are into fashion. We’re always into the latest trends. Sarah is the model type, and Daisy is the prissy Catholic girl type, and me – I’m somewhat of the American sweetheart type of girl – just bold. Baron’s Hollowpoint is a small, picturesque town with bittersweet Catholic people being controlled by Argent spider’s.