Closed- Tonight
It started past midnight. The moon was dark tonight a bare sliver of light, and the dark side showing. It kept the streets dark while the town slept.
The animals noticed first. The stockyard was full of lowing cows, mournful and stampeded to one side of the pen. More than 10 chickens were found dead in pools of blood, beaks ripped open and tiny punctures on their necks bleeding them out.
The dogs started baying around 2am until their masters cuffed them into silence. The cats hissed and birds stayed in the air, unwilling to land.
Each house had a skitter, a scratch, across their floorboards in the dead of night. A scrape over the glass pane of a window. It quieted really, about 4 am. It would need a fine and careful eye to see the two inch spiders slowly spreading over the town.