Tarantulas?! Erik leaps to action without a second thought. He's at home, only dressed halfway in a simple shirt and trousers, so he shoves his feet into his shoes and races out the door just as soon as they're tied. He's barely more than a blur as he streaks forward following the faint scent of Tarantulas on the air. It's growing stronger, laced with pungent fear and pain, until at last the spider comes into view.

"Tarantulas, what's happened?!" He's kneeling at Tarantulas's side now, horror in his eyes as he notices the man's bloating stomach. He can hear something like... a second heartbeat. Dear God.

"What have you done?!"