Jason's POV
As I walked toward her, fear crept into her eyes. She began struggling against the restraints, desperate to free herself—but it was useless.
"Have you ever watched spiders up close?" I asked, stopping in front of her. "Ever felt them crawling over your skin, then bite you as if they want to eat you alive?"
"No… I'm afraid of spiders… please, keep them away…" she finally broke, her voice trembling.
The reaction I had been waiting for, and I hadn't even released my pets yet.
"I won't—if you answer my questions," I said calmly, kneeling before her. I set the cage on the floor by her feet, fingers gripping the latch, ready to open it.
"I told you the truth… I truly don't know…" she gasped, her words rattled by the weight of her phobia.
"Well then," I muttered, and lifted the lid.
One spider at a time, I took them out and placed them near her feet. They twitched and shifted, slowly crawling forward.
