There was some sort of sticky residue on the floor but we worked anyway, shipping the racks of dresses off to various places. The warehouse had a strange feeling to it. The manager told me it was a 16th century jail. A gorgeous dress passed me, swinging down the line, white with red cherries, ’50s style. I asked where it was going and the manager said, “Lollipop’s.” I wanted it desperately but let it go. Then, as we packed, I noticed the spiders. I backed away from the boxes as the spiders came out… more spiders came down the wall. A man walked past me wearing a headdress of webs, creeping with spindly black spiders. He winked at me. His hands were strung with webbing. A woman near me didn’t notice what was happening. I opened my mouth to scream for her to move away but nothing came out. A glass dome came down from the ceiling, attached to a tube, suddenly covering the woman and I watched as horrible shapes of… I don’t know what…. sprang from the tube and attacked her. She screamed and flailed as they devoured her alive. I turned to run and saw the same shapes dropping from the ceiling, coming for me.
