The stickiness gripped his face. He pawed at it frantically, attempting to release himself from its entrapment.
“Damn, how did I not see that web?”
He picked the last strands from his face and restarted his run.
The clip of his pace returned to normal.
He exited the woods and followed the path across the field.
He had forgotten all about the hiccup in his morning run when suddenly he felt a sharp sting on his neck.
“Ouch!” He reached to swat his attacker.
As the spider shot to the ground she sighed, “Another unwanted relocation.”
PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Douglas M. MacIlroy
Friday Fictioneers – The photo is the prompt, write an entire story using 100 words or less is the challenge.
Nothing like walking thru webs… blech!
One man’s hiccup is one spider’s relocation. I hope she’s not a Black Widow or a Brown Recluse.
I’m sure the runner is hoping the same Rochelle!
Thank you for commenting and for the challenge.
One ‘P’ in entrapment. Sigh instead of sign at the conclusion? Edit, edit, edit.
Good story, though. Spider’s frequent flier miles. Keeps the gene pool from getting muddy.
Thanks for pointing out my edit errors…corrections made.
I appreciate you taking time to read my story and comment.
Loved reading this 😊
Ewwwww!! … and this is why I’m creeped out every time I run into a spider’s web!!
Great story … love the ending from the spider’s perspective 🙂
Yes…I hate running into spider webs! You never know who will tag along 🙂
Beautifully captured, that moment when you brush at the sticky thread, wondering where the spider went. And what kind it was… Well done.
Thank you Sandra
Fun run. That spider has a lovely voice.