By now your absence from Milo's maw has reached Evelyn and you can already hear the nervous pacing of her heels as she paces around the living room searching for you. As you try and hide yourself in the deep recesses of the couch, you come across the remains of a few dead insects. They already dwarfed you in size but more worrisome was that they appeared to be completely drained of their innards. Their bodies, twisted and shriveled like mummies. You continue to head deeper into the darkness until you step on something rather sticky.
You try to lift your foot, but the substance won't let go. It stretches and pulls you back, matching whatever strength you have. Suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, a blur of thin, razor-sharp legs dance behind you. You try and turn but the sticky material holds you firmly in place. Suddenly, the creature pounces...
A white-hot pain sears into your backside as the creature's fangs dig into your flesh. Soon an overwhelming numbness grows from your back, down to your feet, and eventually up to your neck. You collapse to the ground and it is here you can see the spider's web you were stuck in. The horrifying beast above doesn't hesitate to go to work, webbing shoots out of its abdomen as it bundles you up for later.
Just then, a massive object crashes into the spider, sending it flying out from under the couch. The object is covered in thick bristles and by the time you figured out it was a broom, you had already been swept out onto the floor next to the spider. Utterly paralyzed by the spider's venom, you helplessly watch as Evelyn's heels stomp on either side of you. The spider is flattened instantly beneath her weight, but Evelyn doesn't even notice. Her attention is focused solely on you.
"An Honorable effort 015! And for that, I will spare you from Milo's jaws. But you should have known, you were always nothing but a bug waiting to be swept up!"
A blue, plastic dustpan falls to the floor beside you with a deafening blow. Caught in a trance of dust and dirt, you're no match for Evelyn's broom as you're swept up and dumped into the trash. The air is rank with the smell of rotting food and other filth but you don't have to suffer for long. The spider's venom eventually works its way to your heart and everything fades to black...
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