“It was dark outside, and he could see only parts of the tree line. Mark turned to face the voice. “I-I’m Mark Khiop.” “Oh, I know you. The . . . the multithread guy. Mark smiled. “Really, you’ve been reading about me? What did it say?” Without warning, everything flashed bright-yellowish white again, and Mark was standing near the items he had set on the ground.”_Spidersilk the novel