The Cabin in the Woods

I build a cabin.

Spiders creep everywhere. I kill some. Shut them out.

49 days living and working in my secluded wooden prison. Day 50, forget to close a window before nightfall. The spiders come in. I thought they wanted the cabin. Silk-bound I realize my error; they want me.

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