You stare at the large pair of boots, the openings showing you the soft fluffy interiors in some attempt to invite you in. You initially shrug it off as a terrible idea, but after a while, when you see one too many twitches and hear one too many hisses in the shadows, you decide that it's probably best to hide at least somewhere - you don't like the idea of fighting a spider when they're the size of a cow or something. While casting one more glance at Cynthia to ensure she's busy, you head over to the discarded pair of boots, which luckily landed on their sides. You creep your way inside, noting the cotton-esque material on the inside, which feels rather soft and warm. It doesn't smell particularly pleasant in here, but not terribly so - probably because it's currently vacant. You head further in and towards the toe of the boot. The sole of the shoe - which is now the right wall - is somewhat blackened and worn down, but fortunately, you'll be sleeping on the softer stuff tonight, as the boot interior remains fluffy and comfortable. You settle down at the furthest point in the boot and remain on station in case anything should happen, whilst you formulate some plan of action.
But of course, at some point, you doze off.
Your relatively peaceful sleep is eventually broken when...
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