....Must come down

Darian sat up in bed.

"Isis," she gasped.

Something was very wrong.

She jumped out of bed and ran for her bedchamber door. She threw the door open and ran to the common room, but she stopped just steps from the doorframe. She gasped and stepped back slowly. The floor, the walls, the furniture, the ceiling; all covered with spiders. Everything was moving under the wave of spiders. No surface in the room was devoid of life. Darian's breath caught in her throat and tears filled her eyes. She was shaking and didn't know it. "No," she whispered, "no, it's not real." Spiders, one of the few things in this world that she truly feared. Even as she thought this the spiders were slowly making their way toward her. They seemed to have a mind of their own, only one purpose. They were pooling around her feet. Some began falling from the ceiling onto her head and shoulders. This impact brought her out of her stupor as she shook herself off and ran back toward the bedroom. They followed her close behind. She ran as fast as she could but they slowly gained on her. She got to the door and tried the doorknob. It was locked. "No," shrieked Darian, "this isn't real!" She pounded on the door and screamed. "Someone help me, unlock the door, please!!" She turned around to face the mounting piles of bugs.

She was still whispering when they overtook her. "It's not real, no, it's not real."