[Sl'askia]

(ooc: this is just a 'pass the time' thread for me while they wait for Spider to wake up. These are dreams and memories Spider is experiencing while sedated/asleep. This is not for anyone to reply to.)

Spider had no idea that Lanar was now dead and that he was once again safe within Olm's hut. He had been asleep ever since Olm gave him his latest shot of antitoxin. As he slept, old memories came back, memories he would rather forget...

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He ran blindly through the maze of hallways and coridors disorenated. He had only just escaped from the lab part of the compound and he was completely lost. He stopped in a darkened hallway and leened up against the wall to rest and to gather his wits. He looked at his arms and noticed a couple of wires from the electrodes Myron had put on him were still attached to him. With a snarl he ripped them off, grunting slight in pain as he did. Then he noticed that the spots where the electrodes were had started to bleed. Not heavily, but enough to cause him to start licking his wounds, more out of instinct then anything else.
The taste of his blood ignited his hunger and his stomach growled painfully. He stopped licking and whined; where was he going to find food out here? He knew the mess hall was offlimits...even when his father was still alive. He straightened up and started wandering.
After a while he spotted what he recongized as a rat. He remembered how much his father hated those things, he would capture and kill any he came across.
Maybe...if I can catch it... he thought, I could eat it...and drive away this hunger....
He made a lunge for it, but the rat quickly scampered off and into the safety of its hole.
Dam! Ok...missed that one...but there are many more...
Over the next few hours he chased, dove for, and lunged at any rat he spotted. Unfortunately, all he succeed in was lost dignity and to make himself even hungrier. He was getting desperate and was lunging at anything that moved. At one point...a slig spotted him.
"Yer there freeze!" it said.
By this point Spider was no longer in full control of himself. Pure animal instinct, hunting instinct, was in control. He looked up at back at the slig and turned around slowly toward him, a low growl escaping his throat. The slig, unsettled by how Spider was looking at him, started shaking in fear and backed up a couple of paces. He could tell that the slig wasn't sure whether to shoot or run for his life. He didn't give the slig a chance to decide.
He ludged and caught the slig by the throat with his jaws. The sligs blood flowed into his mouth, causing his hunger to flare up even more. The preditor within him took over completely and he devoured that slig. All that was left was the skeleton and ths sligs pants when he was done.
Hunger sated, his animal side released its hold over him and for the first time he was fully aware of what he just did, and it sickened him.
Dear Odd what have I done...? he thought with a whine as he backed away from the slig's remains, He didn't deserve ter die...he was only doin' his job...What has that bastard Myron made me into!?
He backed himself into a corner and wept....

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No... he thought as he pulled himself away from that memory, I had no choice. I did it ter survive, there was no other way...
Still he was saddened by what he had to resort to to keep himself alive during those hard times. It had ultimately given him a reputation that he was a cold hearted killer and a cannibal. A reputation he was working hard to rid of now....