The Ghost-Spider & The Queen Of The Newspaper

It all started this summer. I like to think that I was relatively normal before that, before I got bit by a radioactive spider and I noticed strange things were happening in Hawkins.

I started working in scoops ahoy, a little harmless ice cream shop in the new and popular starcourt mall. My work partner turned out to be the school ex-king and I had to stand him all day.

It was only a matter of time before I discovered there was a secret Russian base working with mad scientists, experimenting with spiders and unidentified creatures.

There was a weird frequency interfering with the radios, and after listening to it for a while I discovered it was a russian message. I´ve always been interested in languages and I couldn't waste the opportunity of knowing what the mysterious message meant.

I should've known better than to investigate things that shouldn't be investigated. After sneaking in the secret base and finding a weird synthetic ecosystem filled with genetically altered spiders I knew I had to escape. I didn't even realize I got bit, I was only focused on getting out of there. Some Russian guards found me and tortured me, asking questions I didn't had answers for.

I was tired, and sure I was going to die there. But my senses refused to let me die. That's when I felt something had changed, and I knew nothing was gonna be the same.

My reflexes and new strength had saved me, I fought men with weapons and survived. I got out but on the way home I felt dizzy. When I got home I only remember sleeping for hours.

When I woke up I didn't had a scratch, a new feeling of power waved over me and I felt different. I tried to ignore everything that had happened and started telling myself it was all a bad dream.

Each day I learnt my senses were way more sensible than they were before, and sometimes when I was alone I could be able to do inexplicable things. After a while I decided everything was too real and I couldn’t keep ignoring it.

I don’t have any friends and my parents don’t bother knowing where I am, so after my shift I would search for an abandoned place and start training, climbing the walls or doing acrobatics that I could never had done before.

I was agile as a spider, I had increased metabolism, spider abilities, and asked myself if I could do other things a spider could do.

After many failed attempts I surrendered and decided I didn’t have any web powers. I was kinda relieved tho, I didn’t want to be shitting and then see some weird spider silk or some mutants spider-babies.

One night, I decided I was capable enough to go back to the Russian base and investigate a little more. I couldn’t pretend I wasn’t curious about what they were doing down there, and how I got my abilities.

Preparing myself, I dressed in all black, put on a ski mask and headed to startcourt mall. Now it was easier to sneak in, I could stick in the ceiling and go faster.

Nothing much had changed after my last visit. After being looking for something useful for what felt forever, I decided to go to the labs. I haven’t been there before, but I guess if I wanted information I would have to take extreme choices.

I found a room full of scientists and I hid. That was definitely an interesting room. I watched as they were waiting for something. I waited with them.

It wasn’t long before a man entered with a tired-looking boy who could barely walk, the man was basically dragging him and grumbling something under his breath. I felt sick. I recognized the boy from somewhere but I couldn’t quite place where. The boy seemed as if he was very sleepy and he walked slowly with his eyes almost closing, he was probably sedated or something. The man placed him in a creepy chair and tied him there.

I watched as other people started doing some tests and injecting something in him. I kept asking myself who this boy was and what they were doing to him.

I looked into the files a man with white hair was holding and read the boy’s files.

Realization hit me harder than I expected. That was Will Byers. The kid had gone missing years ago. He was one of the first kids who started going missing before it began being something normal around here.

One of the scientists asked something to the man with white hair, I couldn’t listen what was asked but I could hear the answer the man gave.

“This is one of the kids most advanced in treatment. The spider serum hasn’t given him any changes.” He said in a harsh tone. “Someone bring me the files to test the next one.” He ordered.

As the men took away Will, a woman brought the man some files and as I read what they said, I clapped my hand on my mouth to stop me from gasping. This was filled with names of people who have gone missing after Will.

I thought this was enough for today. I couldn’t even process this information right, so I headed for my way out. I guess I must’ve been too in shock because I got lost.

I was in what looked like a hall full of cages of some kind. It was dark and I had an eerie feeling something was wrong.

I looked into one of the cages and I saw something terrifying. Something that looked between a spider, a human, and a monster out of my worst nightmare.

It was growling and scratching the walls. When it saw me it spits me what looks like a web. It was an experiment of some kind. It started sticking up to the ceiling and continued spitting. I was evading the webs as I could, until one of them hit me on my wrist adhering me to the cage behind me.

I tried to take it off but it started burning my skin. It was hard but with my super strength I was finally able to break off.

That was my last straw. I ran as fast as I could. And then I got out.

When I got home I saw my wrist and it was swollen and red, it looked way worse than any other burnt I’ve had. It hurt so much, I didn’t realized I was crying.

I was shaking like crazy, but I banded it and took some pain pills. I went to bed and hoped my new strength will take care of it for now.

When I woke up the next morning it looked kinda better. It wasn’t perfect and it still hurt but I think I could handle this. I didn’t sleep well. Every time I closed my eyes I could see the spider monster. I kept thinking about the abilities it had. It could stick to the walls like I did, but I couldn’t spit any radioactive webs.

I kept thinking about how strong the webs have been. I struggled breaking it even with my powers.

After spending most of my day thinking about my encounter with the spider monster I had an idea.

I put on my black fit again and as the sun set, I started my way to school. I entered and began looking for the laboratory. After I found it I initiated my quest.

If I didn’t have any radioactive silk, there was nothing stopping me from making them.

I wasn’t a science genius, that’s for sure, but I consider myself quite creative and if I have the necessary tools I could use, I can make whatever I want, pretty much.

I don’t know how many hours I’ve spent here. But after multiple failed attempts, I finally made something sticky, strong and resistant.

Now with the silk made, how am I supposed to shoot it? I’m not getting that in my mouth.

Maybe in my hands? I could make some kind of rings shooters. Maybe some gloves. I grabbed a notebook and started drawing some sketches.

I finally decided I could make a web-shooter that starts in the palm of my hand and holds on to my wrists, kind of like an odd bracelet.

I started walking around the school looking for everything to make my shooters, and after a while I finished them.

I walked back to the lab, started filling the shooters with the silk to start shooting. I placed them on each of my wrists. My wounded wrist hurt a bit when I placed on the shooter, but that didn’t stopped me so I tried to aim at the scary skeleton mannequin that is sometimes used in class.

I didn’t hit it, but everything comes with practice right? I stared at the window where the web hit, but I was distracted and kept staring out at the sun rising.

THE SUN WAS RISING.

What time is it? How many hours I’ve been here? I should’ve been long gone by know. I started putting everything where I found it (kinda). And was ready to leave.

As I was getting out I realized how tired I actually was. I started running to my house without even bothering putting on my ski mask, I probably already looked like a weirdo running in town, in an all black outfit with some shooters in hand and eye bags as giant as they can be.

In my bed, even after spending my whole night in school, I couldn’t sleep. I was tired but too awake, mind filled with ideas to keep doing.

I decided I was already awake, what could I do? I will work in my shooters. Now I’ll have to stay awake, that should be easy right? I thought about making a coffee, but when I was already in the kitchen I remembered how the bitterness of the coffee feels in my mouth so I decided to drink up a cup of chocolate.

I put on the web shooters and started perfecting them. In my room I made a target to start practicing my aim. At first it was really hard but after a few tries I could hit nearly perfect at the targets.

I don’t remember falling asleep, but the next thing I know is I was shooting and then I’m laying in the floor. I look up at the room and see it’s full of webs, from one side of the room to the other. God, I did that.
I clearly didn’t thought about cleaning this thing out.

Right now I don’t even care, I’m hungry and tired, I’ll eat and watch tv and won’t think about any spider problems at the time.

Everything seems perfect now, I have a delicious bagel in hand, I’m on my couch, without a care in the world, watching tv, when there’s a news break. In it appears a woman who is hiding outside the starcourt mall.

“There’s a monster in Hawkins!” She screams while she shakes, holding to her microphone as if she’s holding onto her life. “In the new starcourt mall has been seen a giant spider with human characteristics!” As she says that I feel my blood-drained face and my how my whole body starts to shake in fear.

“We do not know the origin of this horrendous beast, but we know the police apartment isn’t capable of keeping us save now.” Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit “Oh my good! Kevin! There’s the monster! Show the monster!” As she says that, the camera man (I suppose is Kevin) shows the creature I saw in the cages. It’s wrecking the building and attacking people. I see the policemen who are shooting it but it’s useless.

I go to my room not sure what to do. I turn and see the black fit I’ve used already and grab it. Fuck it.