"What did you do to me?" I groaned.

I fought to stand, but a terrible pain stitched itself up into my throat. Like something walking. Like lots of somethings walking across my insides. Not walking. Crawling. I turned my head to puke but nothing came out. Not until I felt little legs scamper across my tongue.

Spiders. Tons of them. They landed on the ground in a huge, writhing pile. Some were thrown up. Others crawled out on their own.

When I couldn't heave ...