Terror gripped them, the trees below looked harsh and black, surely this would be the end, and they would fall to the ground. They shut their eyes and prayed. Why should it be like this? The forest grew closer and closer. They braced themselves, squeezing their eyes tight shut.
The wind rushed past them, and suddenly they felt the impact, but it was soft and springy. Crying out with surprise, Jem opened her eyes to see friends around her, unharmed. They were stuck, in thick spider's webs.
"HARRIET! JEM! ANNA!?" exclaimed Jemima terrified for her friend's safety.
"We're all here, how are we going to get out of this?" Anna groaned.
Harriet swore loudly.
"Where are we?" Anna panicked, franticly trying to release herself from the sticky web.
"Durrrrr you imbecile, we are in Mirkwood, in a bloody spider's web!" moaned Jem. "And we are probably going to be eaten pretty soon!"
Jemima looked around her, beneath the canopy it was dark and murky, trees twisting into mutilated, sinister branches. Spider webs blanketed the trees and various skeletons of unfortunate birds to much larger beings hung limply from the white threads. Something caught her gaze, from the corner of her eye she saw a shadowy creature moving
"There are things, moving in the trees!" shouted Jemima, alerting the others. "Spider!"
"Oh my god! Spiders, huge freakin spiders, coming for us!" Screamed Anna.
Harriet swore again, louder, and worse.
The large creatures climbed towards them, snapping their grotesque jaws, eyes gleaming. They had huge hairy legs, and a colossal spike protruding from their bum, dripping with venom. Jem started to yell, she had a terrible phobia of spiders.
They began to wriggle franticly as the spiders edged closer, Harriet got her arm free and began to untangle herself, but as she twisted over to unwrap her legs the web reattached itself, tangling her up more. "I can't get free! Damn this!" she shouted. "where the hell is my saviour, Legolas? LEGOLAAAAAAAAAS?" she called hopefully.
Jem was curled up in a sticky, webbed mess, whimpering hysterically as a spider came closer, hissing and clacking it's razor sharp teeth. "I don't like it! I hate spiders!" she screamed.
Soon spiders circled them gnashing and drawling, they were holding back, until it was the right time to attack. The girls whimpered and quivered awaiting the advance of the spiders, they would be wrapped in silk, slowly smothered, then eaten alive. Above the canopy the sun was setting, turning the sky into a blood red. As the darkness of night commenced, and the sun set the spiders grew excited, loving the fear radiating from the helpless girls, their prey. As the moon shone palely a spider screeched like a battle order. At this command the spiders came closer in a frenzied attack.