Excerpt
Zak heard
the skitter of tiny feet. Thousands of tiny feet. They scraped
along the ground all around him. Something brushed across his foot.
Then again, and again.
Scratch,
scratch, scratch!
Something
crawled up his pant leg. Panicked, Zak tried to brush it away, and
felt something soft and hairy and many-legged cling to the back of his
hand. Then it started to crawl up his arm.
More
of the skittering creatures were crawling up his pant legs. He felt
them crawling inside his pant legs and inside his shirtsleeves, pushing
their way up his shirt, crawling out from under his collar and scrambling
around the back of his neck. Zak wildly thrashed his arms and legs
about, trying to get the horrible creatures off him.
He felt
something tugging and biting at his hair. Zak opened his mouth to
scream, and a dozen hairy legs scrambled past his lips.