[ WP ] You look out of the corner of your eye to see a large object closing in on you at high speed . It 's a flyswatter . You 're a housefly trying to survive .

You saw it coming a mile away but almost froze in fear. Its thin perforated surface makes a zipping noise as it moves toward it's target. You dodge to safety as the human brandishing the yellow plastic object, that has been the subject of many larva nightmares, curses his clumsy swing and prepares to strike again. You move fast and before the human can catch sight of your small form again you disappear behind a curtain landing on the cool glass barrier between you and the outside. 
 The human mockingly chants `` come out come out wherever you are'' repeatedly as he stocks the room looking to quench his blood thirst. 
 Granted your kind can have annoying tendencies but nothing serious enough to provoke such a violent response. 
 
 It's bad enough Houseflies were at the bottom of the insect food chain but we are also hated by everything that did n't want to eat us. 
 A frantic buzzing and erratic but restrained movement comes from the window sill below you. One of your brothers is caught in a spiders web and is futilely struggling against the thin strands that will soon be his grave. You can see the spider exit his hiding place near by and put a chilling end to its victims escape attempts. 
 
 Outside the window a bird squawks when it sees you and turns it's head to eye you with a hungry look as it taps the glass with its sharp beak. If it could make it through that window it would eat you in an instant. 
 Twenty-Two hours into your twenty-four hour life span the human you had almost forgotten about is pacing the room and you hear him mutter `` I wish these stupid flies never existed'' 
 As you look around you at all the death and danger you find yourself thinking `` you and me both''
