It grew darker and darker. A chill breeze began whistling mournfully
through the trees. There was no moon to light their way. Suddenly Fred
cursed, and stopped so suddenly that Astra ran into him. "I'm trapped!"
gasped Fred "There aresticky ropes running across me! Stand back! Oh my
God, Astra, this couldn't be a web made by one of the Giant Spiders of
Xythryx, could it?" Astra shuddered and drew back "If it is, Fred, the
only course of action is
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 for me to run off quick, before the spider
comes and kills you!"
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 for us to valiantly fight
the spider in the dark. I won't leave you!"
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for me to twist my ear-ring to summon
the Wizard Pronklezilch!"
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