Spider. How something small could scared the shit out of you? A question that is often ask by others and a question you can't answer yourself, you just lets out the most horrifying and high scream possible every time you see one. Tiny or not.

Was it a trauma, a bad experience with them, a simple fear or a phobia? Nobody knows except you.

You and Gaz were currently in a simple mission yet had to cover in an abandoned building, keeping low against the moldy and crumbling walls, trying to stay quiet as much as you two could.

That was until you felt something lightly touch your forearm. Ignoring it at first you continued before felling the exact same thing, this time crawling up your arm.

Turning your head to see whatever was annoying you, your eyes went wide, face pale. A spider. A black and big one with long legs.

Your mouth opens, about to scream your breath out until you feel a hand clasping firmly over your mouth. Gaz, currently trying his best to keep you quiet and from squirming.