You thrash about everywhere, with no focus or strategy, just struggling as much as you could.
You're actually doing surprisingly well, considering that you were just mindlessly struggling. You just need to get these last few strands off, then you would be home free!
A sharp sting in your back elicits a muffled noise from you, before you begin to feel sleepy. You feel yourself start to spin, as something starts to wrap something sticky to you.
You wake up later, groggy as anything. You were hanging upside down… upside down?
Ah hell.
The spider no doubt caught you trying to struggle, and poisoned you while it spun you back up. You also felt a little woozy.
What do you do now?
