The Pathless on Paths---------Chapter VI part 4(6)

“OH SHIT! IT’S COMING AROUND THE CORNER!” Clark shouted.
A brown spider the size of a small automobile slowly revealed itself, from its head dotted with several malice-filled eyes and a great pincer mouth, to the fat sack that it dragged behind it that is its stomach.
“Just shoot.” Karrson said, as he fired at the thing’s head. He bullets found their mark, on doubt, but it seemed to have done little more harm than throwing pebbles at a wall. There was no success with Clark’s shotgun, neither. “How think must the thing’s skin be?” He exclaimed in anger.