I have a horrible fear of spiders. I awoke at 4AM in the morning a cold sweat from my last dream. It was darkness, but with an illuminated huge microscope slide in the center, with a small hedge filled with spiders below. The spiders would crawl up the slide, a hand holding a needle would come out of nowhere, very quickly, and puncture the spider, smearing it's blood on the slide. Then the spider would slowly fall down the slide, or stick for awhile, and then drop. Repeat. I'm not sure what awoke my fear, or what the meaning of the slide and repeated arachnid slaughter was for either...