“You’re looking at me as if I were the most terrible enemy you’ll ever meet. But let me tell you that I am just that less dangerous thought you recently had.”
Her disgrace and frighten suddenly changed into curiosity, although she considered herself a lunatic:
“How would you know?” she barely spoke.
But then she immediately said to herself:
“My Goodness, I must be losing my mind, as I’m hearing voices and I’m talking to… yuck! A spider!”
But then the little crawling thing replied:
“I might be black and sort of undesirable to your sight, but trust me that I’m the most inoffensive one. You should rather be afraid of the 5000-feet tall dinosaurs that are still trapped within your mind. I managed to escape and took this ugly shape for you to get a sense of the danger in your brain. But the army of stompers that still inhabit that territory is way more terrifying than the way I look or compared to what I could ever do. If they could escape into this world, you would lock yourself into a dungeon to make sure you’re safe. The gate would be bind in by seven padlocks and seven latches and all the windows would have black curtains. You would be surrounded by empty, cold cement with no hope.”
Part 3 next week