The Spider and the Fly

Norton took a moment, every day felt like another question he could not answer. He pondered running from the place, kicking open those gigantic doors and never looking back. There was nothing he could see that would stop him. What would he be running from? Getting molested by mannequins? Having dreams? Getting hit on by beautiful women? Who runs from that? He also knew the curiosity would drive him nuts. He felt like there was a story here, and he had to see the end. He set the stone back into it's box and quickly carried it tucked under his arm too his room. Luckily when he entered the apartment Lillian was in the shower so he was able to hide the box and head back downstairs.

He entered back into the room and went back to moving items out making sure to leave the giant spider woman last. He figured she was either very heavy or delicate so he wanted to make sure when he moved her he had a clear path.

After about an hour Norton grabbed the "fly" and carried it out into the mannequin room. As he opened the door to the dark room he looked across to see the damaged Eve staring at him. He gasped almost forgetting to breath, even though she hasn't looked to have moved since he placed her there her eyes felt locked upon his. Not wanting to be in that room any longer he set the "fly" on the other side of the door and pulled it closed.

"One more thing and I am finished," Norton announced to himself attempting to break the eerie silence of the museum. He walked into the room and began removing the spider woman and the "webbing" from the wall. This is the first time he noticed the detail. Every inch of this woman looked as if it was meticulously planned and her rubber like body was surprisingly heavy. As he released the last nail holding everything together she fell on top of him. He nearly fell but was able to balance himself enough to begin his journey. As he made his way to the main area he saw that Lillan has finally made her way downstairs and moved into the Garden of Eden room to begin working.

It was slow, she was heavy and her spindly legs did not help tying themselves to his legs every step he took. He thought for sure she was trying to make him fall. Each leg hit a different area, one leg would wrap around his ankle, another his arm, but one would hit his crotch and sit there until he would have to stop and pull it off.

It took him a bit longer than he predicted but he was finally able to carry the creature upstairs and into the dusty storage room. He placed her in the back and decided to sit in one of the chairs to take catch his breath. The spider woman sat across the room staring at him, her eyes were bright red, and even though they had no pupils he still couldn't shake the feeling that if he stayed any longer he would surely become her fly.

He stood up and quickly walked out of the room being sure to pull it closed behind him.