Arachnoextinction Chapter 6: Chapter Six - Wet and Vulnerable

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Dr. Kale whistled a stupid tune as the elevator plummeted into the earth. He ignored my heated scowl, and I wondered if anyone would notice if I strangled him to death right now. It was remarkable how many different floors this building had, all made of glass. How deep did the land of this island travel? I felt like we should be in the ocean at this point, and what was the point of all this glass? It must have been cheaper and easier to use something else. I supposed I could just ask Dr. Kale, but that meant he would talk again. Lord knows I did not want that, but it was not any worse than this whistling. He hit a particularly high note with his whistling and loved it. He leaned back and clenched his fists. His eyes were closed, and he raised his hands up in a slow motion, getting into the noise he was making like it was something impressive. The god-awful sound bounced around in the glass elevator and left me cringing. “So what’s with all this glass? I mean, it looks great and everything, but surely there were better options when designing this facility,” I said, desperate to make the whistling stop. There was no winning with this guy. “This is more than just glass! This is borderline indestructible; you would need a dozen tanks or something similar in strength to break through this glass. Plus, we get natural sunlight and don’t feel like we’re science rats trapped in a cage,” Dr. Kale said. Once the elevator lowered to the floors where the employees lived, the glass floors and walls were replaced with metal, and nothing was transparent. That was a relief. I was worried I would have to stare deep into someone's eyes as I slept. The elevator issued a loud "ding!" to signal our arrival at wherever Dr. Kale was leading us. With a hiss, the doors slid open. A strong, musky scent hit my nose like a hammer would a nail. I struggled to prevent myself from coughing. It smelled like a basement that had recently flooded. This would take some getting used to. We walked down the hallway; it was lined with door after door. After passing several of the doors, Dr. Kale stopped in front of a door numbered 812. He swiped a card that was strapped to the inside of his lab coat into a reader next to the knob. The reader flashed green, and the door swung open. "Here you are; there's a phone on the wall if you need anything. Just pick it up and it will automatically dial out to me. Don't worry about trying to memorize numbers or anything," Dr. Kale said, and I squeezed by him into my room. "Great, thanks. I'll call in a bit once I'm settled," I said and started exploring the room. "Say hi to your wife for me," Dr. Kale said and shut the door. "You cheeky little dick," I growled at the closed door. I set my briefcase on the desk provided in the room. Then I slid my glasses into the briefcase and put in my contacts. Once I was settled, I pulled out my cell phone and called my wife, stopping only to glance at the picture she had sent for like a second…maybe two. "Finally," she purred as she answered. "I was starting to worry you wouldn't call until it was all over." "Well, your picture caught my attention, as well as the attention of Dr. Kale too," I said with a constrained laugh. "Oh.... I certainly did not intend for him to see that," she said, the purr leaving her voice. "Well...." "You want to know if he liked it?" I said, shaking my head even though she couldn't see. "...Is it that bad to be wanted?!" I started to laugh, as I always did with her. "Yes, I'm pretty sure he's fondling himself now thanks to you, that or to some grotesque images of spiders," I said. "If you're trying to kill the mood, it won't work. I happen to find spiders very sexy," she said with the purr returning to her voice. "Ugh, I want a divorce," I said as I sat down on the twin-sized bed pinned between the wall of the room and the wall of the bathroom in the corner. "Yeah, you wish," she said with a cheery giggle. We continued to talk for a couple of hours. I explained my