String Theory

Well this was my first attempt at Flash Fiction and I have to say I am a bit saddened that I didn't make it to the voting round.  Oh well, since you're here - take a look at the link above to get the context of the story, then read mine and leave comments on what you think.  Enjoy!

Todd arose with a start - chest aching from where Mandy had just jabbed it to awaken him from his snoring slumber. 

"Did you hear that," she whispered yet again.

"Huh...What! Hear what," Todd half stated half mumbled.

The shriek startled them both. Todd leaped from his bed and flew up the stairs.

"JASON!" his voice echoed down the hallway as he approached his son's door. He flipped the switch for the hallway light before barrelling into the room. The light flowed inside and splashed across Jason's bed. He was pushed back up against his headboard in a scrunched up ball. Rocking back and forth, he was muttering something unintelligible.

"Bu, di, dis,"

It looked as though he had pulled his t-shirt down around his knees engulfing his whole body. As Todd drew closer he realized he hadn't seen this shirt before...it looked like string. Glancing at the nightstand, he saw the opened can of silly string. He shook his head.

"I thought I told you not to play with this stuff in here?!?"

Jason began to frantically shake his head, "BU, DA...BU."

Todd looked even closer, there seemed to be something covering his mouth too. He pulled the string away just when Jason bellowed, "BUGS DAD, SPIDERS DID THIS!"

"BEHIND YOU...LOOK OUT!!!"

Todd spun around. Four sets of glowing eyes were carefully perched on the nearby bookcase. He felt a pinch in his lower leg.

He looked down...another set. The room went dark.