Shatter

I was caught in the spiders web, and I knew I wasn't getting out. There was no escape. I could only struggle between the strings and pray to god I could get out- but I wouldn't. Now that I was here, I was going to die. Die alone without a place or cause.

Now, I could seethe spider, crawling towards me with a hungry look in his eyes. This was it. I was done. There was nothing I could do about it. I was a fly, caught in a spiders web.