I have to answer the challenge above...
"Where is he?" Motoko asked as she blew out a breath, leaning against the wall in the target's apartment.
"Are you sure he is coming?" Hiromi asked the target who looked confused, mainly since it had been over a week since they were hired, and nothing,
"Maybe they didn't pay him enough?" Ichi spoke up. "Or maybe he got scared off?"
"By what?" Malcolm asked with a raised eyebrow as he boredly tried to find some parts to customize his ride with, or at least prevent another attempt to access his baby.
"Hey Tachi!" Motoko suddenly called out shocking the rest of the people in the apartment, with Hiromi suddenly holding onto the back of the chair she was leaning on so hard that it creaked in a worrying manner, "Did you feel anybody trying anything? Maybe this Andersen Gonk?"
"Not really." Replied a robotic face with four optics, and an unsettling look about it. "You think maybe we can get an actual body "Major", cause messing with gonks like this thing is getting boring..."
With that said the being brought up a view of inside the net, showing a feeble form fading away, and well they looked like they had been in a fetal position. Around them were...small beings with black coloring, red optics, and honestly looked kind of...
"Adorable!" Hiromi and her classmate squealed, while the guys...
"What is that horror show!" Malcolm whispered to Ichi, his skin feeling like it would crawl right off.
"I...I don't know!" Ichi whispered back, after composing himself from his voice hitting an octave higher than normal.
"That...was Mr. Andersen..." Motoko spoke up in a dour, even depressed tone. "...I had so much stuff ready to use..."
"Oh," Tachi spoke up. "so does that mean we get rewarded for using the thing you were practicing?"
Thomas Andersen POV/Nightmare 6 Days Ago:
"Hello...Mr Andersen..." An echoing voice spoke up in the net around him, as the area became pitch black. He guessed it had to be some daemon, but that someone would have one guarding a old car like this meant that it was one of those idiot enthusiasts.
"Hurry up and show yourself..." Andersen stated in a bored tone. "I know you think you are Nova and the next Bartmoss or something, but I can tell you are just...some...ki.."
"We have been waiting for you...Mr Andersen." Stated the eyes, the four red eyes, and the body with...an unsettling amount of legs.
Only it wasn't alone, more and more of them appeared out of the darkness, and so he used a Daemon that had never failed him... Except it broke apart, into more of the skittering horrors with their four, large, red round eyes...
"You can't resist us...Mr Ander-" The voice stated as he tried to leave, fast, but it was now in his head and...and...
"...I think he's dead..." Suddenly spoke the voice in a single tone, but it was beyond him now.
"Do you really think this is the guy?" Another voice stated as it poked the unresponsive form, who only twitched slightly at the contact.
"If it is not," A third and tired sounding rendition of the voice spoke up as it tried to climb upon the collapsed form, only to be flung off when the form rolled into a ball soo tight that it seemed impossible for a human. "ow... Maybe Mo don't need to know?"
"So that is what happened..." Tachi stated as she talked over the interjections of two others who almost looked identical outside one seemed to have what almost looked like spectacles on all four optics, and the other whose optics were somehow more shiny than the others.
"...He died from Arachnophobia!?" Motoko exclaimed in dismay. "Well...at least you got...the lines in, but that was really a gonk way to die... Maybe we can just say he just offed himself in fear or something?"
"What is Arachnophobia..." Ichi asked as he tried not to look at...them.
"Fear of spiders..."Motoko stated casually, as if they should know what that was.
"He tried to take my baby!" Malcolm replied with all the professionalism that marked his career, namely roaring like an enraged Oni who found that someone had discontinued his burritos.
"...Wow," The Client spoke up in a stunned voice. "who knew that such a scary guy could hit notes that high..."
"..." Hiromi on the other hand was wondering when Motoko was going to share one of the cuties, that were apparently very deadly. And two, how this operation would effect their rep...
Notes: I couldn't resist, having someone who is portrayed so serious and deadly. Being someone who had a fear of a species that was rendered extinct, not knowing it was a thing, and then being triggered by being trapped by what to him was monsters in the net...
Just imagine those Agent Smith scenes, only each clone was a Daemon turning to a pile of Tachikoma AI spiders, and each one staring at you. Skittering, chittering, and blending into the dark that implies such numbers...
Nightmare fuel to some, to Motoko it is a mark that her nemesis was just an over inflated gonk that disappointed her so. No Neo references, or anything else she could of done to troll her little gremlin heart out...