Curse of the Were Spider by Caitiff

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The stairs creaked as Greg slowly creeped down into the basement. Huge an unnatural cob webs hung from every crevice. an eery light filled the room.

“Hello? Anybody down here?”, Greg said, almost to low to be heard.

In the darkness, Greg swore he could hear chittering and scuttling, as if something large was moving around just out of reach of the light.

“Hey! I know you’re down here!” 

Greg reached the bottom of the stairs. The basement was quiet. To quiet..

Suddenly a black shapeless form flew at Greg. Before he could react, a huge spider was on his back! Greg didn't’ even have time to struggle before he collapsed to the floor, entirely at the mercy of monstrous arachnid that twittered nearby.

Fade to Darkness..

When Greg awoke, his night mare began. He was bound in think sticky webbing, mummifying him. Vainly, Greg tested his bonds. His hands and feet were bound. even his mouth was covered, gagging him so he could not yell for help. Greg’s eye’s widened as he saw the spider slowly creeping towards him until it was literally standing on his chest, it’s huge fangs twitching! Greg let out a muffled scream and..

“Cut! Cut cut cut! Damn it! I said EMOTE!”, the director screamed. Behind him, the film crew for “Curse of the Were Spider” let out a collective sigh. How many takes was this going to need?

Lying on the hard concrete floor while a cheesy looking rubber spider waved it’s legs , Greg was in no mood. Unfortunately, his quest for realism, the director had required that Greg really be bound and gagged. While the Director could yell at him, Greg couldn't’ yell back.

REALISM?! Greg had a rubber spider on his chest. The movie was about a Were spider. What the hell was a Were Spider, anyway? By the second, Greg was really wishing he had taken that commercial for the haemorrhoid creme.

“Ok everybody, take ten. We’ll come back at this fresh.”, The Director ordered.

Thank God, Thought Greg. These ropes were tight. His whole body ached. Wait, where was everybody going?

Greg heard the door shut as the film crew left the basement, leaving him still tied up on the floor.

“Mmmmm? Mmmmmph!”, Greg moaned. Oh funny guys, Greg muttered behind the gag. Now come back and fucking untie me!

Guys? Uhh Hello?

The room was silent. No one was coming back.

Greg moaned curses through the gag over his mouth. Greg wiggled his hands and ankles but the ropes held. What kind of sicko was the director anyway that he had insisted they Greg be really tied up.

 Desperately Greg struggled as he thought of all the ways he would was going to beat the shit out of the Director. This latest indignity was just the last straw. Through out the filming, Greg had to listen to the Director call Greg’s acting wooden and uninspired. 

Greg had no idea how long he had been left tied up but he did know he wasn’t making any headway. Greg rolled helpless on the floor like a bound worm.

Greg was so intent on his vain struggles that he almost didn't’ notice the movement in the dark corner of the room.

Did the spider just move? But there was no one here to operate the controls lying on he floor. No, Greg must have imagined it.

“Mmmmmmmmmppphhh!” Greg yelled. But no one was there.

Again, Greg saw movement from the corner where the rubber spider lay. It had moved! But he was alone. The controls were unmanned.

Slowly the spider’s thin legs began to twitch and drag itself closer to Greg, inch by inch. And Greg was utterly helpless against it. He could only stare wide eyed as the horrid thing dragged itself closer to him, it’s fangs flexing hungrily.

“Mmm! MMMMMMMM!!!!” Greg yelled as he thrashed around wildly in a vain attempt at escape.

Meanwhile in the other room, the Director was talking ot the special effects guy and the camera man.

“So this is the alternate remote?”, The Director asked.

“Oh yeah, I wired the whole thing. So you don't’ need to even be in the room.. ”

“And you left he camera rolling?”, the director asked his cameraman.

“Yep, we should be getting everything.”

The Director smiled evilly. After years of working on these B movies and punk ass actors, he had learned how to motivate the talent.

The End

 

Greg played by Rod

Photography by Caitiff

Date of Production: 10/30/2007

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