Deeper into the spider infested tunnel

{If Roxxy is alive = true}"I'm sorry Roxxy, I'm going in. I can't risk missing something important in there. You just wait here for a while."

"Aw... Alright, if you have to. Just be careful."

"You're not going all sentimental on me are you?"

"Oh shush you," Roxxy crossed her arms in a defensive manner, but unseen in the murky darkness was her blushing face, "can't I feel concerned for a friend?"

"Yeah yeah, I'll be quick."

Nora started walking and soon disappeared into the skittering dark. Roxxy stood there watching for a while, lost in thought and momentarily forgetting about her arachnophobia.

"Man, I'm such an idiot." Roxxy face palmed herself, and walked away, looking for a rock to sit.

{endif}Other than the constant spiderwebs that Nora had to swat away from her face every few feet, the tunnel was uneventful. When she reached the end, the underside of her boots were slick with spider guts and blood, so much so she sometimes couldn't get a proper grip on the floor, and had to wipe them clean with the end of her sleeve.

The room was the standard size and volume of the other rooms in these ruins, except for the eastern wall which had collapsed, revealing the natural stone, which has been gauged at and expanded, giving the chamber more space. Everywhere she looked there were those egg clusters Nora saw in the previous room; attached to the walls, floor and even ceiling, some twitching and spazing, some still and calm, but all of them gave Nora shivers.

{if Roxxy is alive = true}"I think I can see why she doesn't like spiders so much," Nora said out loud.{endif} Then she thought. Where are these eggs coming from? What is laying these? Is whatever it is creeping up behind her right now? She swivelled around, pointing her flashlight behind her, but there was nothing. Nothing but the darkness and a few spiders that ran for cover from the bright light. She breathed a sigh. "I'm getting too jumpy. I should head back."

No, whatever layed those eggs was above her, rappeling from the ceiling, slowly and silently.

With a sudden motion, it sunk its fangs into her neck, injecting her with caustic venom. She swung her flashlight like a club, getting a solid hit or two in, but before she could kill it, it disengaged and vanished.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck..." She clutched at the spot where it bit her, smearing blood on her fingers. She started to run, but stumbled after a few feet, the venom quickly spreading through her body. "Shit, shit, shit... Okay, don't panic, remember what to do with venom." She leaned herself against a wall, wielding the flashlight like a sword, and dropped her backpack from her shoulders onto the ground. She rummaged around, **** to find something that could help her, something to wash the bite out with. Her mind became hazy and it was hard to focus, especially with doing two things at once. She clumsily dropped some of the contents of her bag on the ground. Her eyes flittered. It was hard to think. She began to see double, and colored seemed to swap places, green becoming red and red becoming green.. It was very strange. A powerful fatigue swept over her, and what she really wanted to do, all she wanted to do, was to close her eyes and sleep.

{if Perfume incident = true}Somehow, as if by miracle, an answer tumbled out of her bag. The vial of perfume she picked up earlier. "Maybe it'll scare it away... or something... as long as it," she mumbled slowly, with a slight sleepy slur, "doesn't eat me..."{endif}