I remember a dark night when I encountered one of these minions of darkness. I thought I would grant the beast some mercy & release it into the wilderness, with no tools at hand to aid me, I offered my hand to which it climbed aboard like an animal fleeing to Noah's ark. It looked up at me with what seemed like gratitude in its eyes, I cracked & let the devil in (not the best choice I know but we connected) I carried my new companion to the door where I would release him from this prison. It was as the door opened something changed within him. As the light dimmed behind me, the darkness poured from him, his little teeth-things pricked my hand; he betrayed me. I flung the traitor & was done with him, not a shred of remorse in him. I now treat every insect/arachnid like him, no trust, only a burning hatred to see them removed from this mortal plane. I will not be beaten by them again He returned a day later in my room like nothing happened but oh no!, I know his game; my spidey-senses tingled. I'm not a man of violence but the only course of action was to end him. Down the plug hole & into oblivion it went, may the hell he finds be of his own making