Rambling, Raving Madwoman

So I was on a farm with my cousin, Becky. She looked as I remembered her looking when we were kids, and all of a sudden, there were these creepy, giant black spiders. They looked a bit cartoonish, and were spinning webs all over the trees and were trying to trap us. We were each armed with baseball bats and made a break for the road, squishing spiders that attacked us as we went.

As we ran through the fields, the spiders started exploding into lots of little spiders, and continued to increase in numbers. We ran into a section of road that had pine trees on either side, with branches overlapping, and at one point, one of the spiders squished into this black goo that started reforming into a humanoid shape.

As we ran, some of the spiderwebs started forming words in response to what Becky and I were saying to each other, and I started talking in gibberish just to mess with the spiderwebs, and then the sky stopped being visible through the tree tops as more and more spiders spun webs. I got separated from Becky, and it was like night time as I ran through the tree tunnel.

The next thing I knew, the left side of my body was going numb, and my mouth was swelling on the left hand side, and I slowed to a stop for a moment. Then I got frustrated and tried to keep going, because I knew I'd been bit by one of the spiders, and that I had to keep moving. I think I was half-awake at that point, because I kept looking over my shoulder and could see the south-facing window in my bedroom, but it looked like it was in the tree tunnel, too.

Then I woke up, and looked to the window, expecting the darkness, only to be met with a bright, sunny day.