Episode 1 - Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch’intrate

[Snapper]

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Max pushed his glasses up and peered at the strut. "Maybe it could be rope, or string...?"

"...Or it is web. Is it moving? ... Vibrating?"

Max straightened up and starting backing away from the struts, looking up. "Everyone get away from that, right now. That might be a web and there might be something up there moving on it. Let's go, now."

"I can't explain it but I know there was a time in prehistory, before us or even the dinosaurs, when there really were giant spiders."

Max was clearly fighting the urge to panic and there was no possibility from the sound of his voice that he was joking.

[Mr. Handy]

Harry backs away from the web. "Must have been a female giant spider that spun that," he says. "Only female spiders spin webs."

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[Mephistophilis]

Less than a web it reminds Max more of tendons, stringy, connective tissues sliding over one another. Like parts of a body interacting dynamically. But then he looks at it again having stepped back and it just seems like a criss-crossing latticework of metal or wood. Denser than he'd expect but not obviously organic like it seemed before. In this thick fog it really does seem to distort things when you have to shine a flashlight onto things to see them properly.

[Snapper]

"I think I've heard that before, about female spiders."

Max started to calm down once he had a few yards distance from the weird struts.

"Actually, maybe not a spider's web. They seem more like tendons. That's what they make me think of." He pointed to the two tendons on the inside of his wrist to demonstrate what he was talking about.

"I'm sorry for suggesting giant spiders. But I don't know if this is actually better. It's definitely just as weird. And gross. I suggest we don't get too close to the struts and definitely do no touch them again."

[Mr. Handy]

"Agreed," says Harry. "It's life, Max, but not as we know it."

[BoyBlunder78]

" Right, so we all agree? We move away from this roller coaster? Then what? The other footprints? Darren asks.

[Snapper]

Max managed a small "Ha!" in response to Harry, and even a small smile. But he was clearly struggling with the strangeness of this evening.

He looked at Darren. "I don't know. We could head east-ish and follow those footprints that seem to be following the roller coaster but not going under it."

"Or we get away from the roller coaster and continue north-ish on the gravel path. I have to say I wouldn't be sorry to get away from the roller coaster."

"And ... You realise we're trapped now, until we find another way out."

[Mephistophilis]

So where we going?

[Philulhu]

”Where’s the map?” asked Charlie. He studied it for a few moments and said, ”The way I see it, we’ve got two options. We head further in, or we follow the rollercoaster/fence and see if we can find a way out.”

He looked at the ‘web’ beneath the rollercoaster and shook his head. ”I’m not convinced we’ll find a way out, so that leaves going in as our only option, unless anyone’s got a better idea?”.

[Mr. Handy]

"We'll find a way out," says Harry. "Darren and I, along with our friends, did it before in a similar situation. I think you're right, though, we should head further into the park to the north. To get out, we have to go in deeper."

[BoyBlunder78]

" I think Harrys roght, we have to.gp in further to find a way out. Hopefully we wontbhave to burn the place down this time. Seeing how the exit just vanished behind us , i don't think skirting the fence will help." Darren says as his shoulders slump.

[Snapper]

"I think we're all agreed, we had north along the path, further into the fun park. And away from the roller coaster."

[CrackheadC.]

"Anywhere is better than here" Dirk says with a shudder and begins to head north along the path.

[Mephistophilis]

Walking along the gravel path, further into the park, if anything the fog gets thicker, feels heavier in your lungs. Making breathing just that little more difficult than it should be. A cloying, wet sensation in the mouth. Not far beyond the office you can see some shapes coalescing out of the mist. To the left there is the outline of some kind of amusement park ride. And to the right of the path there seems to be the remains of what might have once been a concession stand. But is now largely collapsed with the awning half covering the wooden sides. Cans of soda scattered about the ground. And in one corner the material is moving, flapping almost. With it that sound, a sort of rustling.

[Mr. Handy]

Harry shines his flashlight on the rustling material to reveal what it is.

[BoyBlunder78]

Darren's eyes follow the beam of light, adding his own to it.

[Mephistophilis]

It's just a corner of the dirty striped awning, folded across a strut of the collapsed concession stand. The material twitches irregularly and the rustling sound occurs in unison. Harry cautiously reaches down and pulls pack the fabric. Beneath it there's a small brown creature, probably a rat. It's head and shoulders are crushed beneath the wooden strut, the rear legs and tail intermittently spasming and struggling ineffectually against its entrapment.

[Philulhu]

Charlie looked down at the struggling rat. ”Someone should put it out of its misery,” he said.

[Mr. Handy]

Harry nods, but he isn't about to do it himself. He also doesn't want to look at the rat's face, in case it's human.

[Snapper]

"Is it definitely beyond rescuing?" Max tried to assess how much damage the creature would likely have taken.