Druuna becomes trapped!

After listening and observing for quite some time Druuna felt fairly confident that she was alone. All around her were tall stone buildings, many of which were decaying at a fast pace. All that she could hear was the sound of leaves rustling around. Where concrete and metal was once dominated, green lush patches of grass covered the ground and small plants sprouted up, out of every crack in the pavement.

Druuna walked at a steady pace, heading in the direction she believed was east. As she climbed over rubble and pushed her way through some sporadic trees she noticed a large brass emblem on the front of one of the buildings. It was some sort of government logo, depicting an eagle. It was a decrepit icon of the flourishing times, before the great disaster. With great interest Druuna decided to dig deeper into the building; perhaps it would reveal some secrets of the past!

She cautiously made her way through the broken doorway and passed the defunct metal detectors. In front of her, on each side of the room were two great stairways winding up to the second floor. She could see several flags lining the walls of the second floor. Some were unfamiliar to her and sparked her excitement. Druuna, began to quickly ascend the staircase, when suddenly the steps broke loose from under her and she tumbled helplessly down to the floor below. Amazingly she wasn’t injured in the fall, but she found herself stuck to the surface below. “What the fuck?” she uttered to herself as she looked closer. Druuna had fallen into a large intricate net of webbing. It wasn’t man made; it was incredibly sticky and was almost impossible to move from.

Druuna reached for a satchel on her hip and found it was absent. “Where the hell is my knife!” she desperately spoke to herself. She spotted her belonging several feet away, just out of her reach and growled in anger. Druuna froze when she heard movement in the darkness behind her. “Who’s there?” she asked.