After Hayes joined in, Albert deliberately adjusted the webbing dome to be slightly larger. Even so, thinking of their long-term prospects, he still refrained from using too much spider silk.
The baby-faced fish continued to trail them in a sinister manner, keeping close at their sides. On those ugly yet infantile faces was etched an unwilling, vicious malice.
…They looked far too human.
While swimming, Hayes couldn't help turning his head to glance at the fish outside the webbing, momentarily distracted. Clearly, even Commander Hayes—hardened by the trials of the apocalypse—had never encountered a creature so horrifying, so far beyond the limits of human cognition.
By the time he snapped back to his senses, they had already reached the top of the ant queen's abdomen.
