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"How many bullets you've got?" Owen asked in a concerned tone.
Rylan replied, "I shot one, it had 5...so 4 are left."
The glass aggressively creaked and the sharp cracks trailed all over it. They could hear the ear-piercing cries of the little devils outside waiting for the glass to shatter and have their lunch.
“Shitty monsters.” Owen cursed under his breath.
They slowly moved back to the door where they desperately entered from. The spider crept down the wall, its eyes glowing a deep white in the center.
It let out an ear-piercing shriek that broke the windows and all the small spiders blew away along with the shards of glass.
We frowned at the chilling noise and covered our ears instantly, if we hadn't done that we would have probably fainted or got a nosebleed from those resonations.
When the spider stopped, it threw a white lump at Owen, and with such force, he got thrown back. Sticking to the wall Owen groaned with sudden push.