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He screamed about the spiders, and his mother came.
"It's just shadows on the wall."
He cried out, "Spiders!" and she came again.
"It was just a bad dream."
The last time he cried, and again she came, to find not just spiders, but their queen.
"Why are you here?"
"We want to pay homage," says she, "To the one who will give us leave to war against the bees."