Arachnoextinction Chapter 24: Chapter Twenty-Four - Weaponized Arousal

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"I didn't think it was possible to become sexually excited by guns, but I now know that it is quite possible," I said, unable to close my jaw. "Oh, I've known that for a while," said Karen as she started pulling weapons off the wall and passing them out. “Justin has never let me anywhere near guns most of our lives. Despite his best efforts, I know how to clean them, load them, and get them ready. But I’ve never shot one. Older protective big brother is a role he loves to play.” "How sweet,” I said with a dramatic sigh. “Well, since we're all locked in here, time for me to poke around in the hole?" I asked. "Sure," said Karen with a smirk and stopped passing out the weapons. "...the hole the spiders made… to clarify," I said. "Oh… yeah, whatever," said Karen and went back to passing out weapons. Darren and Justin pushed up behind me to get a look at the screen. My nose filled with the smell of their musk, old food and angry man body odor. I tried to take short breaths to limit my intake of the tainted air. The drone dropped into the hole, which continued down to the next floor. I did a quick scan with the camera; lots of their webs were on the floor, but no sign of any spiders. "Should I look around or go straight down to the next floor?" I asked. "Go through. It's the bottom floor, and should be the electrical room," Darren said. "This will give us an idea of what we're going to be dealing with to get the electricity back on." I took Justin's lack of argument as a sign he agreed, and lowered the drone through the hole once more. I almost dropped the controller when we got a visual on what was in the electrical room. A ridiculous number of eggs were scattered all over the room. It must have been several hundred. The eggs were covered in webs and stuck to the ceiling, the walls, and all over the floor. There were more spider eggs than visible floor, wall, or ceiling. Several spiders were scurrying about, tending to the eggs and leading the newborns out of the room, to food, I presumed. Dr. Kale was probably being used as food for the newborn spiders. I couldn’t push that dark thought from my mind. "So… we're going to need more guns," I whispered. “That is a whole lot of nope.” "We're going to need a lot more men, some big-ass guns, and a distraction," Justin said. "You do not need more guys. You have me," Karen said and cocked her shotgun. Justin said nothing; he took the controller from my hand and showed Karen what we were seeing. "Y'all need a helluva lot more men," she said. "You said distraction. You have something in mind?" I asked Justin. "We load up," he pointed to everyone except Karen and me, "and make a lot of noise. Meanwhile, you two sneak in from that hole in the ground and get our power back." Justin handed the drone back to me. “Why us?” I asked. “Karen needs to get down there to fix the power, and you need to watch her back. You are a good enough shot to defend her if a spider or two comes back, but not good enough to take the place of Justin or me for the distraction,” Darren said. “So that’s the plan? Make a lot of noise and hope to live long enough for Karen to turn the power back on?” I said. “Yes. That is what we are going to do,” Darren said in a commanding voice. “We do not have the convenience of time to come up with something better. We need to act now,” Justin said. “So we do that and hope for the rescue to come. Sounds brilliant,” I said and shook my head. “If you have a better idea, please speak up. I’m very willing to try something that will get us out of here,” Darren said. "Dr. Kale?" I said with a gasp. "He's long dead at this point. No need to waste lives trying to find him," Darren said, leaning against the wall with his eyes shut just like he had been outside the mammoth room. "No, I can see him," I said, tapping on the screen. Darren's eyes sprang open and a darkness flashed across his face. It was gone in an instant, and he hurried over to look at the screen. Maybe I had imagined the dark l