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"My soul is mine. I shall not make it soft for you to break into a million pieces." - the author.
I woke up the others as the sun came up. We had a quick breakfast and set out to do whatever we could. I set out to get some more food and wood, but the only place to get both was that spider infested forest. I quickly fashioned a small spear for at least some protection. That's when I got a brilliant idea. I weaved some rope and grabbed our last logs and wove them together to make what I called the log suit. I put it on and glided to the forest (ya I keep forgetting. You have a problem with that bro?) to get the resources.
When I got to the forest, I accidentally landed on the sticky webbing of the spider nests. It was time I found out whether there were a million spiders or a few big-human-eater-ones. It was the latter.
As the spiders started coming towards me, I remembered something I saw on the internet once. Nine times out of ten, luck will not be your friend. If you needed it in the first place it was your fault, you were ill prepared. I guess it was ten times out of ten for me.
I took out my spear from my pocket and studied them as they came close. They were black with two white eyes and six legs. Wait, two eyes and six legs? Isn't it eight of each? I thought. Then I remembered it was Maxwell's choice, and if he wanted to torment me, he would have to try harder.
I don't have to try any harder than I am right now, pal.
"Oh shut up Maxwell." I said as he appeared next to me. The first spider had gotten to me and I slashed two of it's legs off.
"You're being a fool right now, you know. Why don't you abandon the rest of them? I could give you resources and knowledge they could never get you..." he said.
"Uh, man? Kind of busy right now, I barely heard you." I said, thrusting the spear into the spider's eye. It went clean out the other side and the spider died. Unfortunately, the other two got to me. I couldn't kill both of them without taking at least a hit! And those teeth were dripping with poison. Surely it would go right through my poor excuse of armor?
Maxwell sighed and snapped his fingers. The spiders died before I could ask why.
"I said you should leave your group. If you do, I'll give you knowledge and resources. If you don't, I'll give you pain now and half-kill you." he said.
"I'll take the latter option. Do you really think I'll leave them?" I asked.
"You're being a fool. Leave them NOW!" he boomed.
"I never denied being a fool. That's the difference between the two of us." I said.
He started to become red. He probably would have got me right there if it wasn't for the tree falling on his head. I looked under and saw that he had disappeared, but the tree wouldn't have fallen on its own, right? I went to see the thing or person that saved me. It wasn't what I expected.
There was a woman under the tree as well. There was an axe next to her, which implied that she saved my butt just then. I pulled her out and took a good look at her (not that type of way you perverts). She looked around 19, which was the same age as Willow, four years younger than Wilson, five older than I was, and six older than Wendy. She wore a red sleeved vest that stopped just over her belly button and black tights. She had black hair parted on both shoulders and a ponytail on the back with a small red ribbon at the beginning, and she had red cuff bracelets. There was a small bulge on the inside of her vest and I took it off, so I could see if there was a broken bone or something. Luckily, no broken bones and she was wearing a red shirt underneath. There seemed to be no broken bones but there was an outline of a large pocket on the inside of the vest. As I reached in and felt a dagger-like object she woke up and flipped me over, pointing her dagger at my throat.
"DON'T TOUCH MY DAGGER!" she yelled. Anger issues, jeez.
"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry! I just wanted to see if there was a broken bone under your vest after the tree fell on you!" I said, desperate and panicking. I was really starting to think she would use her dagger when she smiled and pulled it away.
"My name is Wylie. Did Maxwell send you in here or are you one of his demons sent to torment me?" she asked.
"I'm William. I was sent here, so no to the demon part. By the way, do you want to come to our camp? I have three more friends back at camp, Wilson, Wendy and Willow." I said. Shouldn't have said the last part.
"WILLOW'S HERE?! I used to know her, we went to the same middle school... Wonder how she got stuck in this stupid hellhole. I was in here for almost a week now."
Hmm, so we all came here on the same day... I wonder how that is since... No, don't think about it right now. NEVER think about that ever again.
"So do you wanna come or not? Limited time offer, because the sun's gonna set in about an hour and its a thirty minute trek." I said.
"Okay, I'll come. But I need you to promise on something." she said.
"What?" I asked, curious. It was an honest question.
"Never touch my dagger again, or I'll do what I didn't do just now." she threatened.
I swallowed my spit and nodded yes. We walked back to the camp as the sun started dipping under the horizon.
We didn't reach the place fast enough.
