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A strange sensation wakes me up the next morning. It feels almost like—
“Oh s**t!”
I jump up, trying to shake off the long-legged spider that’s leisurely strolling up my arm.
The spider flies off, and I frantically brush at my face, hair, and body, trying to get rid of any other potential creepy-crawlies.
Okay, so I’m not exactly afraid of spiders, but I really, really don’t like them on me.
This is definitely not the most pleasant way to wake up.
My heart rate gradually returns to normal, and I take stock of my situation. I’m thirsty, and my entire body aches from sleeping on the hard ground. I also feel grimy, and my feet hurt. Lifting up one leg, I peer at the sole of the foot. I’m pretty sure there’s dried blood on there.
My stomach is rumbling with hunger. I didn’t have din
