Jesse woke up and looked outside. The sky was filled with spiders lazily floating down as far as the eye could see.
“Daddy!” She cried, “There are spiders falling from the sky!”
“That’s okay, Honey, let them fall.” He replied.
Jesse looked back out. The window itself was now covered with spiders of all sizes shooting across the pane this way and that. And it was not just that one window but all of the windows –all over the house.
“Daddy!” She cried, “There are spiders crawling all over the windows!”
“That’s okay, Honey, let them crawl.” Daddy wasn’t one to become upset apparently over anything. He just sat alone at the kitchen table staring at the wall and sipping on a beer.
In one sweeping movement a multitude of spiders burst into the kitchen from under the front door and came scrambling out, legs clacking loudly against the linoleum.
“Daddy!” She cried, “There are spiders all over the floor!”
“That’s okay, Honey, I’ll sweep them up.”
Just then the front door banged open and the biggest spider Jesse had ever seen came in, plopped down at the kitchen table across from Daddy and opened up a small brown briefcase.
“Thanks for coming, Doc.” Daddy said.
“Is she getting any better?” The spider asked. Its eight billion black, bulging eyes stared at Jesse as multiple facial appendages danced wildly about in anticipation of ingesting her slowly.
Daddy finally turned and looked at her too. There were hordes of small spiders crawling all up his neck and exploding out all over his face.
“No, Doc.” He said, “In fact, I think she’s getting much worse.”