He put his notes down, switched off his bedside light and relaxed back into his two feather pillows. He was just drifting off to sleep when something touched his cheek that caused him to jump. He was immediately awake and on the alert. As he sat upright something touched his face again and in the semi-darkness he could make out the shape of a giant spider hanging from the ceiling by a single thread. He leapt out of bed, avoiding the spider, and ran to the side of the room. He needed something with which to kill the arachnid that was now staring at him with blood red eyes.