[Again, she encourages him… even if he can feel the creeping sense of danger getting closer. He doesn’t want to know, he doesn’t want to know…
Frieda was safety… even if she had two very large spiders barely being fended off by torches near her.
So Sunny does continue, his steps small and measured until he can hear the creeeak of the wooden boards beneath the spider’s legs. Then he picks up the pace, almost running, as he makes his way towards Frieda.]
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Frieda was safety… even if she had two very large spiders barely being fended off by torches near her.
So Sunny does continue, his steps small and measured until he can hear the creeeak of the wooden boards beneath the spider’s legs. Then he picks up the pace, almost running, as he makes his way towards Frieda.]
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