Death Metal Spiders

Nightmares, by definition, are scary things. They can be brought around by sleep disorders, anxiety or stress. But every once in a while, they can be absolutely hilarious.

This one time, my roommates and I were all at home. One of them decided to call it an early night because he had started a new job and there was much to get used to there, the other one was in his room studying because everyone needs a hobby and I was in the living room playing some GTA V because... it's a good game. Anyways, it was an incredibly quiet evening, nothing out of the normal.


Out of nowhere, the sleeping one comes out of his room with bloodshot eyes and YELLING...

What follows it the conversation we had;

He comes into the living room and immediately starts asking me, "Did you put that in my room?!"

I decided that it behooved me that I hit pause.

I ask him, "Put what in your room?"

He points at the lit candle in the living room. "Did you put that at the foot of my bed?"

 To be fair, I'm capable of doing many things, but arson isn't one of them.

"Why would I put a candle on your bed?"

"The fire! No, I mean, did you put the spiders on my bed?"

"What spiders?"

"The metal spiders, did you put the metal spiders at the foot of my bed?" 

A legitimate fear.

It is at this point that I realize that this wasn't my fault.

"No dude, I wouldn't put metal spiders on your bed" - A phrase I never thought I'd say.

It's a this point that he finally blinks and kinda regains consciousness. He looks at me with newfound realization at what has been said. We look at each other for maybe 10 seconds.

Finally he mutters, "I must be really tired, I'm going back to bed."