You were obsessed with spiders! Every species, every name, absolutely everything related to spiders was engraved in your mind. Madam Octa was something you had never seen; she was poisonous, but the kinds of tricks Mr Crepsley performed with the help of a flute were simply fascinating. You couldn’t resist not stealing her, especially when Steve told you anyone could control her if they wanted.

Just as Steve said, even you could control Madam. There were a lot of risky times when you were with her, but you eventually got her to do tricks. The guilt was still eating at you, but after Cirque du Freak moved on to the next town, you didn’t have to worry anymore. Well, if you didn’t overhear Steve’s conversation with Mr Crepsley about making him into a vampire…

You have been avoiding him since, but to make up for it, you offered to come over to your house to show him something. Obviously, her, but you kept the intrigue.

“Are you freaking serious?! But how?!” Steve sat down in front of the cage, looking at it with admiration. “It looks just like the one from the show! Where’d you get it? A pet shop? The zoo?!”

Of course, you didn’t get her from any of these places, and all you responded with was silence. Steve squinted his eyes, looking at the spider more carefully before they widened. “No freakin’ way! It’s the real Madam Octa?!” he exclaimed in shock, crawling closer for a better look.