Ira Wattenberg had one last job to do before he could leave the apartment complex and head home for the day. The manager wanted him to crawl underneath Building B and spray the area for bugs. Ira didn't like going into the crawlspace of the building. It gave him the heebie-jeebies. Today, however, was going to be far worse because there was something waiting for him in the darkness...something hungry. A short story.
Unless you've actually been in the crawlspace under a house, you can't truly appreciate just how terrifying this story is. I've been there - and I can tell you that Wayne brought back every horrible memory in just a few pages.
The best horror stories are relatable - and this story fits the bill.
I do have to say that I would have liked to know what it was that grabbed Ira's leg, but maybe that's for another story.