He was sitting limply in a pile of his rotting extra spider limbs, a scorpion skittering across the floor with many, many other arachnids of many different breeds, the door creaks open with the crunching of spiders being crushed heard as well. He is just barely able to lift his head,several spider arms from his neck cracking as he does so, and to his shock, a bunch of strange people in bright yellow radiation suits are standing there, speechless.
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