This is another page or so in the book that I’m blog writing.
David stopped talking. Something had touched his hand and sent a shiver down his spine. He opened his eyes and looked at his hand. On it was a spider, unlike any he’d seen before.
It was small and black, with a green line down its back. He was about to brush it away, when it bit the tender spot between his thumb and pointer finger.
The pain was immediate and aggressively started spreading through his body. David saw that the spider was still on his hand, still biting him, but he couldn’t move. His body was paralyzed as the spiders venom coursed through his veins.
The women at the fire intently watched the spider, but none of them moved to brush it off.
It didn’t matter long. David’s body, suddenly freed of paralysis, began convulsing and the spider fell off and disappeared into the woods.