The webbing on the floor and walls continues to thicken, making it harder and harder to lift here feet.  The strands that brush against her quickly stick to her leather clothing, but seem less effective when brushing her exposed skin.<br/><br/>She begins to see small tunnels in the sides of the webbed hall.  As she passes, she can see spiders coming to the openings.  Some were small, others larger than her fist.  A few of the small ones leapt from their holes, landing on her legs.