I turned and  now what ? Who ? It was one of my own kind . ' How is it going ? ' he ask me .I told him I just had a woman and a child for my hunger ,how many did he have ? ' He shook his head looking back in fact where he came from and smiled . He held his stomach,

' Too many, humans taste like chicken.' 

Suddenly he turn on his eight legs and coughed , he spat out a web of a  string at me and I'd tried too run  but I couldn't . He caught me.  I couldn't move .I stared angrily at him .' I'm you ,your me . You can't eat me .'

Who can you trust when your own species turns on you .

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