Meal On the Go
As you run madly onward with a stitch in your side, the beastly spider sinks its row of long fangs deep into your back, paralyzing you instantly. The Lord of all Spiders is a fussy eater, it would seem, and does not like legs or arms. Fortunately by the time he begins fussing with his food, you are drifting off to the sleep of meals past.