As they continued through the cave, Stark examined the web ribbons that draped over the walls and down from the ceiling. By the way the webs were stretched out in the center, Stark could tell that his targets passed through here.<span style="font-style: italic">Why would they corner themselves in the back of a cave</span>, he wondered as he swung his flashlight around,<span style="font-style: italic">where there are huge spiders? Hard to believe people could be that stupid.</span>He was getting more irritated with each step he had to take, wondering when the cave was going to end.<br/><br/>"This cave is going on forever," muttered Yannick, chopping his arm at the webs swinging in front of him. Stark scoffed and said, "Quit complaining. It's not like they have anywhere to go." However, Stark found that his assumption was very wrong once they reached the end of the cave.<br/><br/>"A back exit?" cried Coren in frustration as she looked up at the aperture in the cave ceiling. Stark put a hand over his face, murmuring, "Sherioushly?" Hearing his recurring lisp, he squirmed his tongue around in his mouth so that it wouldn't be so audible. "They're out there." He put his flashlight and hatchet in his sack and pulled out a knife. After prodding the knife into several areas in the rock wall, he found a softer, erroded part and stabbed knife there. He went on to grab a rock protruding out of the wall and raised himself up, pressing his feet against the wall. Coren and Yannick stood on either side of him, putting their hands on his legs for support. That was when the creature attacked.<br/><br/>The spider jumped on Stark's back and he released the wall, falling back onto the spider. He immediately got on his feet as the spider continued to squirm on its back with its eight, hairy legs reaching and pulling on air. Stark reared back his knife and plunged it into the spider's underside. As soon as he did that, the spider clamped four of its writhing limbs around Stark's arms and neck. Stark threw himself back against the wall as Coren raised her sword and severed two of its appendages. The spider released Stark and crawled up the wall and onto the ceiling, then spit its web on Yannick's face. He staggered and then tumbled into the ground, clawing at his face. The spider jumped down and used its legs to turn him around and around, wrapping the webs around him like it was dressing a wound. With Stark now wielding his hatchet, both he and Coren charged at the beast and slaughtered it savagely, continuing to stab and chop at it long after it stopped moving.<br/><br/>They both stared at the gory mess with heaving chests; one wouldn't be able to tell what it was if one only saw it then. Coren knelt down to Yannick's body covered in white threads and pulled the web off of his face. His face was full of fear, with wide eyes and a gaping mouth; he was suffocated. Coren sighed and lifted herself.<br/><br/>"Nothing left to do but go on," she said with a stoic tone and expression. Stark frowned at Yannick's corpse.<span style="font-style: italic">Is it really that hard to survive?</span>