"Bella Green, what are you shouting about?" Ivy Willis was startled by her loud voice and angrily retorted.
Before Bella Green could reply, a series of screams erupted one after another.
"Oh my God, how did these things get out?" someone shouted.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, these things aren't poisonous, just find someone to gather them up."
Lying on the ground, Alex Latham listened to everyone's words, bewildered and unable to make sense of the situation. He turned his head to look at Ivy Willis.
He saw that the earlier angry Ivy Willis was now wide-eyed with terror, staring straight at him.
Alex Latham felt a shiver under her gaze, just about to say something, when a cold and itchy sensation on his neck made his body stiffen, his hair standing on end.
He turned his head rigidly to look, and the moment he saw it, Alex Latham let out a yelp, jumping up from the ground and desperately shaking his body while tugging at his collar.
