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It took absolutely no amount of proximity for the man’s skin to begin to crawl. The direction he approached the willow put him just diagonal to the direction the spiders were heading. From where he stood still a ways off from the tree, it was difficult to see if there were any students close by and with the commotion and screams to keep moving—along with that irrational fear creeping up and numbing about all his senses—it was hard for him to make out specific voices.
In the moment, the best he could do was try his hardest not to pee his pants, remember his breathing, and try to take some charge of the situation.
How he planned to take care of an essentially stampeding herd of acromantulas was another story entirely, one he was still trying to figure out. For the first few seconds his throat seemed to close and try as he might, he couldn’t get the necessary words out.
Wonderful start this was.
Eventually he managed to raise his hands, waving and trying to signal the larger creatures leading the charge to a halt while prayers to not be eaten rang through his head.
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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