The folding doors at the end of the gallery have been pushed back as far as they would go. Trixie grabbed one of the brass handles to steady herself and something big and black and horrible skinny wiggly leg, spraying her. It dropped at her outstretched tan, and then slithered to the floor at her feet. Trixie was petrified. What should she do?

This is a very fun and mysterious book full of twists and turns, definitely read this book!