I found a spider in my sink and I had a biscuit tin handy so I offered it the opportunity to step into the tin, which it did without hesitation and I popped the lid on and took it outside where it stepped gratefully into the cool night air.
If it could think, I wonder what the spider would have thought?
Was it: "I am doomed. This utter blackness is going to last forever. I will never again see my family or have a happy moment or even see the light. I am going to fold up my many legs and wait to die."
Or, did this spider have friends who had visited me before who told it, "Don't worry, she generally will make an effort to put you outside rather than killing you so whatever happens in the interim, don't give up hope."
How different the experience of the darkness would be.