When you're terrified certain things take on newer and scarier proportions. Take when it gets dark out, ordinarily you think "oh better be more careful I can't see things" when you're already afraid though? " OH GOD NOW I CAN'T SEE THE THINGS THAT ARE OUT THERE!" So as night fell on the island I hauled ass up the road to the resort. I could hear a generator running before I got close, and was greeted by the warmth of artificial light highlighting the horrible that had become the resort.
It was covered in webs. And I'm not talking like small webs either, the whole thing was basically cocooned in spider webs (Why I have no idea? Giant spiders love to eat resorts). I did manage to see finally one of the big spiders, well as it turned out I saw a baby spider. Anyway it was about the size of a dog and was colored green and brown (so it blended in with the damn jungle, smart move you idiot hunters). It was coming out of the resort. I was guessing on some kind of creepy spider patrol. I was about to advance on it when I heard a noise behind me. I turned ready to give a giant spider a burst of fire to the mouth when I saw a woman standing there, she was dressed in war paint of some kind or another and was wearing skins of creatures. She put a hand over her own mouth and motioned me to where she was standing.
"Don't go after the little ones, they announce a screech that will draw a bigger one." She didn't have a rifle or any other ranged weapon with her, she did have a halperd made out of a metal I'd never seen before but I'm not a blacksmith I can't tell metals very well.
"That's a little one?" I admit at the time I thought it was a big one. She actually smiled underneath her armor.
"Yeah you'd know if you saw a big one trust me."
"I haven't seen anything, not even the people I showed up with on my boat." She nodded.
"I knew they got stirred up by something, makes sense there was a scheduled hunter group coming, I just must have lost time." I was perplexed as to what the lady was doing here. Her skin was darker like my own, and she had on some kind of tribal make up which usually didn't denote wealth (sorry tribals never have a ton of money, its just society).
"Who are you?" Not that names really mattered, but sometimes you just want to know.
"GET DOWN!" The little dog spider from before must have spotted me and I didn't notice it, my new friend cut it down with one huge slice, but unfortunately as it died it did let out a howling scream. You could practically feel a change in the wind.
"Let me guess we're screwed."
"More or less." We moved out into the light and waited for the spiders to come, and come they did. You ever turn on the light and see vermin scurry away? It was like that only in reverse.
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