25 Epilogue

A spider, no bigger than a woman's fingernail, leaps from limb to limb. It's still too young to generate silk. It appears to be enjoying itself. One day, he'll have these limbs connected in a fine netting of freshly-generated silk.

Flies will get caught in it. He won't need his beautiful captor to feed him anymore.

A glass bowl surrounds the wooden branch he lives on. Through it, a giant blonde woman, with blue eyes, peers inside. She watches the young spider mature. She smiles on the inside, and moans happily on the outside.

Her name is Silvija Sablinova. And she's rich...courtesy of the corporate successes of Silver Sable International.

"Crawl and climb, malenki pauk," she says, in a thick Slavic accent. "Soon your legacy will be a HELL of a lot more than Arachnida's gift to men...and women...with fly infestations."

Silver Sable will return...