#sipder

He sat quietly in the corner of his makeshift home. He waits as he has been for the passed 14 hours. Waits for the monster to reappear. Never before has he been so afraid to move or make a sound. He has had encounters with beasts before, but was always able to evade them...until now.  

He looks over at his predecessor laying on his back and twisted in the most hideous position. From the look of it, he has been dead for days. The survivor now occupies his previous creation--a shelter made from the objects around this forsaken enclosure. 

He hears noise. Fearfully he anticipates the entry of the monster that haunts his nightmares. The door opens and in walks the beast, unaware of his presence thankfully. He watches with wide eyes as it makes movements in the space before him and again stands between him and his escape. The actions it does makes no sense to him, but he does not need to understand that of a monstrous creature to know that it is still dangerous. It stands 20 times his size and has appendages optimal for murder, and although it only has two eyes in comparison to himself, he is confident that it will spot him if he moves. 

He does not know his future, but he is reminded of what it could be when he glances at his dead company in the corner. Fear has driven him to his next resolve. When the creature leaves, he will attempt an escape. He prays to whatever god there may be for his survival.

A spiderweb