The silliness continues...

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The Haunting.
A Short Story.
Part Four.
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Even though he had his doubts, about what What the spider had said, Ross took a deep breath and stepped into the hall cupboard.

What the spider shot a thread of silk out and swung back into the cupboard. "Are you ready Ross?" It asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Ross replied.

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Just as Ross was about to step into the cupboard something occurred to him. He was about to walk into the unknown without any means of defending himself. "Hang on W." He said. "I just need to go and grab a few things. I'll be back in a tick."

Ross went into the livingroom and rummaged around for something to use as a weapon. In a small container on his mantelpiece he saw a sewing kit that his Mum had given him when he had burst one of the buttons on his shirt. He popped the lid open and grabbed a small spool of nylon thread, three needles, a large safety pin and the metal thimble that stopped you from sticking a needle into your thumb.

Then he went over to his bookcase. In a small box he found a very small screwdriver that he used to put together scale models of Moto GP motorcycles that he liked to collect and he put that with the things he had grabbed from his sewing kit. As an afterthought he also grabbed one of the scale replica motorcycles. "If I'm going to be small enough to ride one of these I may as well take one along." He thought.

After checking he had thought of everything he walked back to the hall cupboard. W was patiently hanging from the ceiling of the cupboard. "Are you ready now Ross?" It asked.
"I think so." He replied.
"Then step into the cupboard if you will." W said.

Ross stepped into the hall cupboard and placed the things he had gathered on the floor in front of him. W looked at the small motorcycle and raised its eyes in a questioning look. "Hey, I'm never going to be able to ride one of these things for real so I'm taking the opportunity when it's available." Said Ross.

"Very well then Ross. Now you must be re-sized. Please hold out your arm." W said.

Ross held out his arm and W dropped from its silk strand onto it. The feeling of this made Ross jump up and W almost fell off of Ross' arm. "Sorry." Ross said. "I'm not very good with spiders."

"Yes, I know. I saw what you did to General Bitsy." Said W.
"Please, lets not go down that road again. I'm not in the mood for being comforted by a spider and it takes you ages to dry all of your eyes." Ross replied. "Lets just get on with this."

W opened its mouth. Two vicious looking fangs appeared and Ross looked away as they sank into his arm. "OUCH!" He yelled. He could feel his arm go numb as the fangs sunk deeper and deeper into his flesh. "I feel dizzy." He said, just before he passed out and dropped into a heap in the hall cupboard.

After a short time Ross awoke. His head was pounding and was lying beneath what seemed to be a large blanket of some sort. The thought that he was in bed and had dreamed everything that had happened passed through his mind. He tried to throw back the blanket that was covering him but couldn't find the edge.

Ross eventually saw a scrap of light and headed towards it. As he stepped into the light he turned around and saw that the thing he had assumed was a blanket was actually his t-shirt. He saw that he was no longer just over five and a half feet tall, he had been shrunk to just under an inch high. And not only was he just under an inch high but he was also as naked as the day he was born.

W the spider scuttled into view. Ross quickly grabbed the edge of his t-shirt to cover himself up.

"The process was successful!" Said W.
"Apparently." Said Ross. "Would you pass me a needle and some thread please?"
W scuttled over to where Ross had put the needle and other things that he had placed on the floor of the cupboard, picked up the needle in its mouth and carried it to where Ross was standing.

Ross took the needle from W and stuck it into the t-shirt. He tried to rip the material but it was too strong. W saw what Ross was trying to do and helped him. Together they ripped off a length of t-shirt and Ross wrapped it around his waist. He secured it by wrapping some thread around his waist in the style of a belt.

"We must go now." W said. "We must go to the spider council."
W scuttled towards the hole in the wall and Ross called out after it. "What about this stuff?" He said pointing to the things he had brought with him.
"I will send some soldier spiders to fetch it." W Said. "Now please, come."
"Keep your hair on." Said Ross, somewhat sarcastically.

Ross tightened the thread around his waist as tight as possible and followed W into the hole in the wall of the cupboard in the hall. As Ross stepped into the hole the light began fading. After a few steps it was completely dark. "I can't see anything!" He yelled.

W's voice echoed in the darkness. "There will be light when we get to the other side." It said.
Ross took its word for it and continued walking. After a minute or so Ross spotted light and headed towards it. He could see green grass and what looked like trees just outside the hole that he was walking through.

When Ross Stepped out into the light he saw that the grass he saw wasn't in fact grass at all, it was moss and the trees he thought he had seen were actually dandelions. It was at that point that he realized how much he had shrunk.

He looked around and saw that he was standing on a ledge on the outside of his apartment. As he stepped towards the edge to look down he heard W's voice from above him. "Stay away from the edge unless you want to be picked off by a hungry bird." It said. Ross turned around to where the voice had come from and saw W clinging to the wall behind him.

As Ross turned back to take another look over the edge a sudden gust of wind caught him off balance and blew him off the edge...