Crop Dusting

“She’s ready to go Zharnth.”

“Thanks.”

Mitch helped the odd-shaped pilot climb into the cockpit then went through the safety checks with him. The pilot pulled on an oxygen mask and headed down the runway.

Mitch watched as the crop duster opened its hatches and started spraying pesticide. He started to choke and his body stiffened. The paralysis had set in.

Zharnth looked over his shoulder and watched the airplane mechanic fell to the ground. He reached for his communicator.

“Mission Pest Control is underway. Earth should be clear for clean-up in a few hours.”

Spider's Revenge

Exhausted after spending hours destroying arachnids in Spider’s Revenge on his computer, Tom headed to bed.

Something skittered in the dark.

“Who’s there?”

No answer.

Tom heard a snarl.

“Hello?”

Suddenly he felt a painful prick on his arm then several more. He looked down and saw dozens of spiders.

A sinister laugh came from behind. He turned and the giant spider leader from the game leapt at him. He screamed as the spider wrapped its furry legs tightly around him and licked its lips.

The spider whispered, “Now it’s your turn to die.”