a... spider?
OR A FLOCK OF SPIDERS??? HOLY CROW! THEY'RE RETREATING FROM A PILE OF
SKELETONS-- A ROTTING CORPSE ATOP-- apparently, though, fresh meat is
more appetizing. Barbara is frozen in place when you say don't move--
she obviously has already peed her pants--- this is bad. She doesn't
know how bad. What do you do?
