Spiders.

  They were everywhere. The color of blood and too many to count. Together, they built a mound across Prince Jaho’s chest…just like the many nights before. As they did, his heart raced and hands shook. He couldn’t move his legs nor shout for help. For sixty seconds, he could only watch the terror unfold.

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  And then he woke up.

  ”Mesyla!” He shouted.

  Little did Prince Jaho know, this was just only the beginning.