As Ellen rounds the corner she frowns at the tunnels end, her eyes narrowing in anger. What kind of trick is... and then the webbing is giving way beneath her. For a horrible moment she's just falling, a little shriek ripped from her before she finds purchase again, wobbling on the unsure footing. What the hell!<br/><br/>Her eyes widen as she looks down to see the spiders rustling over her legs, her feet already hard to see beneath the webbing. For a moment she just watches in revulsion - they are trying to cocoon her! She tries to pull a foot free with no success, then bends over, grabbing one of her legs with both arms and trying to yank it free; but apart from giving some spiders an excellent view of her straining cleavage, she accomplishes nothing.<br/><br/>She lets go, straightening up - she can feel panic rising in her stomach as she tries to catch her breath - to her surprise, her eyes are welling up in frustration, her near helplessness infuriating. "Okay!" she yells out, trying to keep any wavering from her voice. "Okay, you've impressed me! You've had your fun! Help me out of here!". She waits, looking back through the halls wide eyed. He has to be coming... he'd BETTER be coming she adds to herself. She latches onto her frustration, fuming - it helps her ignore the fear growing in her belly.