Spider Lady

Welcome Kiddies. It is I, your Host Of Horror CREEPS, just searching THE WEB...SPIDER WEB that is, for our first tale within this EERIE-EDITION #73 OF CREEPS CASTLE. Ah, FEAR’S ONE, about a couple who go camping and meet...

Back in June of 1930, there was a couple who were wandering in the woods out, in Washington together one afternoon. “Now, the river is getting close Sally dear. The first time you get to watch me fish!” the man told the woman. “Yes, Frank, with your luck, you’ll probably fall in the river. What a bumbling jerk I’m married too!!” Sally responded to him very meanly. “Now, come on, Sally. I brought you out here with me to work on our marriage honey!” Frank said, sighing. “Well, Frank, all you need to work on out here within these woods is not being an idiot” Sally responded, cruelly. Frank sighed grimly and they came to a river then. Frank cast his fishing-line into the water and started whistling Little Brown Jug. Sally sat down in the grass by a tree and crossed her arms, sighing with a grim look on her face at him. Frank got a bite, his line wiggled and he reeled it in. He caught a minnow and glanced over at his wife. “Oh, Frank, what a little fish that is. You cannot catch a trout of you tried to” Sally said to him, meanly. “Oh, please Sally. It’s a fish at least!” he responded, sighing in disappointment. “Yes, a little minnow the same size as your brain” Sally mocked to him.

That evening, Frank was outside a tent, sitting on a log, roasting marshmallows on a two sticks over a campfire. Sally was within the tent, sitting and reading “The Adventures Of Huckleberry Finn” By Mark Twain by within the light of a lantern. The marshmallows all got roasted and Frank blew on them. Suddenly, he heard a woman’s voice call his name eerily out in a whisper: “Frank”. He looked around and the silhouette of a tiny shack within the moonlight. “Frank come here please” the woman’s voice whispered from within the shack. He got up from the log, grabbing a lit-lantern close to it. He went into the tiny shack, the door being opened. He shined the lantern into the small room and there was a lady’s face within its light. She had long, straight but ratty hair of black, her flesh was pale-white, and her eyes were pupil less and dead black. Her right cheek had a big patch of black slime on it oozing and dripping down it and across her nose.

Frank gasped, backing away in terror and surprised shock. The creepy-lady approached him, going back into the light of the lantern, the sounds of her moving were like slick-tentacles moving. “What in the world are you miss?” Frank asked, wondering of her. “I am Spider Lady, Frank sir. I overheard your name from your Wife this evening! I wish to assist you. I hunger as well” the creepy lady answered, explaining. Her solid-black eyes peered at him, without blinking. “Oh, Sally my Wife is very cruel to me. Well, I-I-I cannot take her abuse. I’m going crazy!” Frank said to Spider Lady, explaining to the monster, nervously. He then rushed back to camp gasping in fright. Sally came out of their big tent and snatched the two sticks with the marshmallows on them from Frank. “It’s about time Frank you no good wimp. At least we’re not home tonight with me having to clean up after dinner. You have the evening off from being a pig and slob” she ridiculed him, saying. “Frank just sat back down on the log by the fire, and put his head into his hands, sadly sighing.

During the night, Spider Lady called from the shack in her whisper, “Frank bring her to me please.” He woke up in the tent then and shook Sally’s shoulder, waking her up too. “Oh, Frank, what on Earth do you want?” she asked, snapping at him. “Um, Sally, there’s a nice old lady in a shack a few feet away from here who invited us for ice tea!” he said, lying. “Oh, alright, a cup of iced tea sounds great for sleeping. Especially with an idiot like you snoring” Sally snapped, saying. They went to the shack together and Sally stepped in first, within the light of Frank’s lantern. “Hello, hello?” Sally called out. As Frank stepped into the shack, Spider Lady put her face into his lantern-light. “Thank you Frank sir” the female monster said to him, gratefully and their were candles lit all over the shack, making her fully visible. Spider Lady’s body was that of a spider’s of course, but with pale skin. She moved towards Sally, with the sounds of her eight legs sounding like slick tentacles moving. Sally screamed over and over at the thing, as it clutched her waist with its front legs. Spider Lady bit her directly in the face, muffling her screams. Frank screamed in horror, as it gnawed on Sally’s flesh within the dark shadows of the abandoned shack. Sally fell to the floor dead, Spider Lady hissing away eerily.

One week later, Frank sat in a kitchen of a cottage at a table with a second man and a woman. “Well, the camping trip into those woods across the road ended up being very relaxing without Sally any longer, Amelia” Frank said to the woman across the table from him. “Oh my. Glad to hear it, Frank” she replied. Frank drank some Jack Daniel’s Whiskey from a bottle and said to the man, “it shall be more peaceful and non-abusive around here from now on Gilbert”. “Yes, we are your Neighbors and Friends, Frank!” he said, responding. “Yes, honey. What Gilbert said Frank!” Amelia said to Gilbert and then to Frank. The couple across from Frank both drank glasses of ice tea. “Thank you folks. Each night I hear that thing known as Spider Lady call my name from that shack in the woods over there, thanking me” Frank said, explaining to Amelia and Gilbert, then taking another swig of whiskey. Meanwhile, across the road from the cottage, Spider Lady whispered, calling out: “Frank thank you for feeding me!” from within the woods in the night.

Heh-Heh-Heh, what a REVOLTING-REVELATION that was eh? Spider Lady put a SPIN ON THINGS besides SPINNING HER WEB aha-ha-ha-ha-ha. She went out on a LIMB for poor Frank...ALL EIGHT OF HERS that is! Well, it SERVED SALLY FRIGHT, continuing to abuse Frank in the FEAREST!

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