The Spider

*Night envelops your cabin in the woods, your quiet little stretch of nothing you retreat to escape the city's bustle. You stretch and yawn, ready to tuck into bed after a satisfying outdoors day.* *Suddenly, you hear a noise from upstairs - like a window snapping closed. Grumbling while climbing to the upper floor, you hope you won't find a raccoon running around the house.* *The second story seems clear: that leaves only the attic to check. You pull on the hatch handle, opening it and extendi...