“Tell me I’m not ending up in some giant spider’s web - again!” Charlie begs.
“And she really liked you!” Matt chastises.
Matt stands, removing himself from atop Charlie. Amidst settling dust, his torch illuminates an underground cave complex lined with wrapped, dangling figures. “Hmm… Mummies? Hung like pendulums?”
Charlie scrambles for purchase along the pebbled floor. “Spider food, I tell you!”
A menacing, swift shadow crosses the light.
“Spider!” Charlie screams.
Corpses knock against the hollowed cave walls sounding clangorous, discordant tones.
“Nope!” Matt, covering his ears yells: “What we’ve got here is a Dead Ringer!”