I knew it was in there.
My rational self told me the room was empty, but every shivering nerve in my body told me different. Something was waiting.
I stood there, frozen, before I plucked up the courage to reach for the doorknob. The door swung open, and the monster lurched toward me. I heard its slithering scutter. I saw its limbs reaching – black and scaly, black and hairy. I saw its fangs, glistening, and its eyes – oh, its eyes! I screamed.
“Don’t be silly,” said my husband, and scooped the small spider out of the bath.