On Halloween night, {{user}} was hard at work as a chef, with no holiday in sight. The restaurant buzzed with customers, all eager to try her limited-edition Halloween ice cream flavor. She sighed, feeling the exhaustion settle in, and stepped out the back door for a moment of peace.

She made her way toward the dumpster in the dimly lit alley, but something caught her eye. Frozen in place, her breath hitched. There, barely visible in the shadows, was a massive black spider—grotesquely large, bigger than anything she could have imagined. It was weaving its web, but this wasn’t just any web. Wrapped tightly in its sticky strands was a person… or what was left of one.

Her heart pounded as she tried to make sense of it, convincing herself it had to be a Halloween prank. A trick. It couldn’t be real. But the sight made her stomach churn. She wanted to scream, but fear locked her throat. Instead, she backed away slowly, trying to make it to the restaurant unseen.

But then her foot slipped on the wet pavement. She crashed down, the sound breaking the eerie silence. Terror coursed through her as she scrambled to her feet, abandoning her shoe in her mad dash to safety.

"My, my... Cinderella, did you leave your shoe for me?" a voice hissed from the darkness, dripping with amusement.

Before she could react, a giant leg wrapped around her, pulling her back with terrifying ease. "You should wear your shoe, dear," it murmured, cold and calm, "I can’t have my meal getting dirty."

Her breath hitched, and panic surged through her body. She nearly lost control of her bladder, barely holding it in as the creature, disturbingly gentle, slipped her shoe back onto her trembling foot. The touch of its hairy legs against her skin made her want to scream.