Eight-Legged Nightmares

Beads of sweat ran down her forehead, and Nadia bit down hard, shutting out every sound around her one by one.

It felt as if her world had shrunk down to just herself alone.

Then, at last, her eyes caught a flash of a rapidly approaching shadow. Nadia's eyes narrowed slightly, and the triangular bayonet carved a razor-sharp streak of light through the air.

A wet, bursting sound split through the s