Monster's Curse

Tame stopped in his tracks, intrigued. Any monstrous worth its carapace wouldn’t have made a sound. That, or I’d already have a giant bug on my shoulder. He glanced to his right and noticed a fairly uneaten shoulder.

“Okay, you’re starting to worry me. Are you dead?”

A small squeak came from the rafters, but it wasn’t the old wood. “I… I’m here.”

Tame’s senses went on edge at the voice, his hand instinctively going to a knife on his belt. Thank god I didn’t lose this at least. He searched the rafters as he stepped slowly away from the middle of the hallway. Even if it meant getting plastered against a wall, he wasn’t about to get pinned to the floor. “You kind of suck at this whole surprise attack thing.”

A few more creaks came from the rafters and he heard shuffling as webs were disturbed by their owner. He only just saw her eyes when a blast of webbing came his way. He jumped back and watched as the web stuck to the ground and then lost its tension from too much coming out.

More movement came from above, the thing’s feet clacking against the stone and wood. A small whine came from the creature and he lowered his hand from the blade. Wait, am I actually feeling bad for this thing? It can’t be too young, or else this place wouldn’t be coated with webs as thick as my arm. Another whine came from the rafters and he shook his head, considering what he should do about the pest, especially since combat was out of the question, not without more than his knife.

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