chapter 4
It was happening too quickly, blurring his memmories of the past. His only thoughts and senses were in the present, hiding in the bushes that was 20 yards away from a large house. The moon rose above them, illuminating their surroundings, which was a large clearing lying beside some trees in a valley. The house was made of dull, gray stones and seemed to be empty. Nothing lurking near it or inside it. No marks of any kind impacted its yard.
The mammal thought that this was no fair deal. What the spider asked of him forced himself to consider drastic options that would make the spider no longer an obstacle to safety. What the arachnid said next washed away those thoughts and planted a fierce determination in his heart. The reward was worth it, but it wasn't fair that he should be put through this. The spider had the better end of the deal.
Four legs then awkwardly stood up. They crept across the grass and stuck themselves near the trees. Soft thuds were lost in space as the legs carried the horse toward the tall, wooden door. His head timidly nudged it open. As he entered, the first image that came to his brain was an empty room. Cabinets, small and big, covered the three walls. Their simplicity added an eerie feeling of confusion that seemed to envelop the horse almost completely.
A voice full of rage caused terror to destroy the confusion, caused it to be torn apart with no remains left. The words echoed throughout the house as terror controlled every action of the stiff creature.