Rocky cave

I was able to properly see this time, the darkness surrounding me, and the sanity that was falling apart was still there this time. The opening of my eyes felt as if some rock was in there and the opening felt completely out of place. When I got the hold of a clear view with my eyes fully opened, I saw a cave and white strings surrounding me. Those strings were extremely sticky, I couldn't move at all. Behind those strings that appear to be… Spiderweb. There are rocks, another cave of course. This time I could see everything happening around me. I was in something like a cocoon together with everyone else from the cave, this surprised me very hard.

They are hanging together with me from a ceiling, they are still asleep but I managed to leave that… Hallucination I suppose? And Finn is not here, why? Is it because he is a monster? Estel, Matthew, Marcus, and Bog all still asleep and hanging in those cocoons. Even more of those things hanging down from the ceiling, the people that I don't know, are also there. I saw three Orcs, some Humans, and even Elves. Actually, all races were there and besides me, no one has woken up. The only thing I could actually do is talk or wiggle, but talking won't help nor wiggling. I don't know what needs to be done for me to leave. Trying to get out is impossible and it could alarm any possible spiders that surely are here. Where was this incredibly big cave hidden? The entrance must be massive, how could we miss it and not walk away further? Or does it even matter? I don't know! I don't know! I'm overthinking!

I reached to one of the strings that were really wide, held it with both of my hands. It was sticky, so sticky my hands weren't almost moving but I was able to take them away from it.

My legs were stuck in those lines, it felt almost like a prison… Inside of a prison huh? How ironic, I'm in a prison inside of a prison. It's god damn cold in here… The entrance must strengthen the cold winds into even more freezing ones.

What the fuck am I supposed to do? How long am I here… No one is up and no one will do anything. I'm here all alone, with the spiders that I didn't even see yet. I hope there won't be any.

But that thought must've been heard by those malicious creatures and I saw one of those monsters crawling underneath the hood of the rocky ceiling. The stalactites hiding their eight legged hairy bodies completely submerged in a dark mass. The red eyes, eight of them, reminded me of the imperial's visit when he was looking for slaves. Those monsters seem a lot larger than any normal other spiders. A lot bigger. Six big red eyes looking at each of the cocoons, every single one. When one of them came close to me, I looked into his six big eyes. Bigger than myself. The memory came back to my mind, the red swords pierced my body once more. I wanted to scream but that would be my death, so I just kept the almost unbearable pain inside myself.

I was looking at the spider completely motionless, it's hair was entering the cage made of that very sticky substance. One single move could bring doom upon me. Its head got closer to the cage, I heard it's barkers hitting against each other making a dumb sound like two clubs hitting each other. Once the massive spider left the intimidating sound resonated in my mind, I then gasped pretty loud but still quiet enough for the spiders not to hear me. This very short moment of it looking at me felt longer than it actually was.

I looked around once again and the spiders now left to their nest probably but I noticed a green dot in the darkness. A small green dot between the rocks, stalactites, and stalagmites. The small hole where I saw it, that small dot. What was that? It started moving, that dot started coming closer as it was growing larger. That single point then started resembling a human silhouette, a green one? Is that Finn? What's the chance of that being Finn? Wait… If I don't see him here that could actually be him. The silhouette then stopped increasing its size as Finn was fully visible. His shallow body came close to me.

"Hayden! You woken?" He whispered through the sticky wall of the spider web.

"Yes, Finn. I woke up. Do you maybe have the flint knife that Marcus had in the cave?" If he has it then maybe I can break out of here and help the others. It will be hard though, I am not that light.

"I… Not have." He answered with a sad face. How is he hanging under this ceiling without falling down? It's so weird, it's as if he didn't weigh anything. Are those rocks not wet? He is holding himself really well. Maybe Marcus has the flint knife in his pocket… There is a very high chance for it.

"Can you try to take the flint knife from his pocket? See if he has it and another thing. Why are the spiders not attacking you?" It is really fascinating why they aren't attacking him.

"Monster, not beat monsters. Goblin, weak, big spidah, strong. We no fight." Interesting…

"Are all monsters not fighting the others?" I have to ask him, it could help me later.

"Weak, no fight strong. Sometimes only. If territory threatened." He quickly answered with a very hesitating tone in his shrieking voice and started making his way to Marcus's cocoon.

So weak monsters don't fight strong and vice versa, only if their territory is threatened will they fight. That's very interesting… So if I get a weak goblin village try to overtake a cave of big spiders. They will fight and not just ignore them, that could be really useful.

I looked at Finn getting to Marcus's cage and got his very thin hand through the holes in the web. How is he not sticking to the web? It's so weird… He was wiggling the hand inside Marcus's both pockets and took the knife from one of them. The small knife appeared in his hands. Hope, he slowly started climbing to me with the knife in his mouth.

He gave me the knife and I started cutting the white web with my both hands. It was so thick and consistent in itself that it was very hard to cut through even while using both hands. Finn looked at me doing it while also looking around if the spiders weren't coming back. I was halfway through cutting one of the strains connecting the whole web together. My hand slowly started feeling exhausted from cutting it so long. After a full minute of cutting I was done with one single string… To get out I would need to cut at least three more. I won't get out without working so it's time for me to speed up. My hands hurt a lot, repeating this exercise made my hands almost numb.

Another string cut through. I realized that even if I cut those through my legs are still tempted by the stickiness of the spider web. It will be hard to get out but it's not impossible, the struggle will meet a great result. The third string was finished and I started the fourth and possibly last one.

"Why are you not sticking?" I asked Finn while huffing from exhaustion.

"Me, not a thread. Only thread or food does stick." The monsters aren't fighting to that extent? If they aren't a thread they won't be sticking to the web? But that would mean they only feed on humans here. Maybe also other animals that don't count as monsters? I don't know, it's very weird.

"Can you try to wake up Estel?" The green goblin could actually wake him up since moving around the stalactites seems very free for him. Almost as if he was born to climb, his hands weren't very strong but enough for his body to feel pretty light, he can coordinate himself well between those dark places.

"I try." He is listening like a slave almost… Is he that confused or was he trained or just wants to do it? I honestly can't say. Maybe it's how he was raised by other goblins? To listen to the words of those that helped you or something? I don't know, it's very confusing. It's like a devouring whirl in my mind that just throws itself to left and right.

He immediately went to Estel's nest and started poking him with his fingers very strongly. Putting a lot of effort into it, the whole nest was flying left and right from it. Those swings mean that he really is strong. After two minutes of relentless poking, Estel's eyes started opening and a glimmer of hope appeared in mine.