[FolkMaster]

Anansi squinted his eyes at the device Benji pulled from his pack. Was it some type of gun? He aimed it at the monkeys as if it were. Would a bullet come flying out its center cylinder? Anansi half expected to hear the sound of a gunshot as the lens extended, zooming in on the monkeys playing overheard, but then nothing happened. Benji simply put the device away. The spider was no stranger to bullets getting lodged in his hide. He'd never be killed by such a thing, but it was a nuisance. He'd have to get the thing out of Benji's possession as quickly as possible. The trapdoor lowered again and he moved along underground, slowly following the human's path. Anansi couldn't help chuckling quietly. The poor fool had no idea where he was and only managed to get himself lost deeper in the jungle. He had to be careful not to let Benji near the river since the human could follow it back to a number of villages.

A few hours passed and Anansi finally heard what he'd been waiting for. Benji's footsteps sounded slower, heavier, and dragged a little. Good. The human was getting tired. He scuttled ahead towards a trapdoor right in Benji's path. He waited patiently. The footsteps drew closer... passed right overhead... and now! Anansi sprung out from the ground. His ashy grey human torso sat atop a reddish brown spider body with furry black hairs growing in a ridge down his back and his spindly eight legs tipped with black. He hissed, mouth opening wide showing two rows of sharp little fangs. His face was almost human with eyes like two polished black stones, but then four more smaller eyes lined across his brow bone. One hand grabbed Benji's leg while the other grabbed his pack and then jerked him to the ground with barely any effort.