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"See anything?" Susan asked Ben as they walked through the halls of the old Ice House.

Ben looked surprised. "Was I supposed to be looking for something? Oops." He smiled ad pretended to rub his arm in pain when Susan punched him.

"Not funny, Ben." She said, though her eyes said differently. She thought it was very funny, but her worry for Johnny prevented her from smiling. Ben saw this, and it made him sadder then ever.

Ben suddenly put up a hand. "Stop." He ordered, tilting his head and listening. Though Johnny had often teased him for having no ears, Ben did have a remarkably good hearing. "Something's coming."

He was right. Susan heard it now, too. A scuttling sound. Like a giant spider. Please, anything but spiders! Susan thought, her childhood fear of the eight-legged beasts coming into play.

But life is never fair. Seconds later, two huge spider-like creatures stood in front of the pair. They were at least seven feet tall, and over five feet wide. Pincers that looked like knives gleamed brightly in the dim light. Susan stood with her back to Ben as the animals circled them. She was ready.

With lightning speed she lashed out at the creature nearest to her, turning invisible at the same time. It was a strategy the team had used many times. She'd distract whatever wanted to kill them while Ben went in for the attack. It worked every time.

And it would have worked that time, too, if the unseen third spider hadn't grabbed Susan's legs.

She gasped in pain as she felt the pincers tear through the skin on her right leg. Without thinking, she went for the eyes. Punching at two at a time. After blinding at least five of the creature's eyes, it let her go.

"Suzie!" Ben hurried over to her, leaving behind him two enormous carcasses. "Suzie, are you okay?"

Susan blinked back tears and looked at her leg. It was covered with a sticky sap-like substance from the pincers of the spider and the two cuts were bleeding, but not enough to be an issue. She nodded.

Ben lifted her up and stood her upright, frowning as he saw her sway a bit. "I really think-" he began, but Susan cut him off.

"I'm fine. Let's go, we need to get to Johnny." She started off running.

The corridor was suddenly filled with Doom's voice. "One down, two to go." It called mockingly. "And only two hours left."

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