The same instant I had that thought, I started everything in motion. Every flying insect near my lair headed indoors to gather what I needed.
I made a mental note to make a more easily accessible opening to my lair, so I could do this faster in the future.
Sounds like a good idea.
I made another mental note to set up a clock with ticking hands, so I could have bugs ride the three hands and have a precise way of tracking time when I was in my territory.
…that’s actually super clever.
I supposed it would have to be an old-fashioned clock, since Shatterbird had screwed up everything else.
Yeah, probably.
I had to guess. Roughly two minutes until I could start my plan.
As I lay face down on the floor of the factory, I tried to control my breathing so he wouldn’t notice I was still alive. The beat of my heart in my chest was so intense I was worried it would give me away.
I’m more concerned about her body heat, but I guess corpse!Skitter probably shouldn’t have cooled down much yet anyway. It’s only been a few minutes at most.