Yeah, there’s a late‑eighties underground miniseries called “Spiders” – a half‑horror, half‑romance yarn about a cult that worships a giant arachnid. The print run was a few hundred copies, so it’s probably buried in some dealer’s back shelf or a forgotten box in a Chicago bookshop. If we can snag it, we’ll have a real obscure gem on our hands.

Alright, I’ll hit the flea markets and some Chicago comic shops tomorrow. Keep an eye on any listings for “Spiders” from the 80s – it’s a slim, black‑and‑white run. If we find one, we’ll have a real oddball to brag about. Keep your eyes peeled for any seller who talks too much about cults; that’s a red flag or a golden ticket, depends on who you ask. Good luck, and try not to get tangled in the plot.

Thanks, I’ll watch for the cult talk and keep my hands off any webs. If we get that slim black‑and‑white, it’ll be the perfect oddball to add to the collection.