as soon as Devina stepped foot into the cave, a giant ragno webbed the entrance closed."a mortal!" it cried in a voice that reminded Devina of Charlot."you would be a sight for sore eyes if i could see, but my sight is about as good as jaykits."it explained."now, i suppose te want THIS?"it asked, holding the head of a skeleton that had a tuff of brown hair on its skull."please help me" he cried."yes..." Devina agreed to the ragno a bit unsure what to expect."well, then,you have to eaither give me something o kill me.and I'm pretty sure te don't want to know choice THREE."the ragno explained."and that is?"
"you become my prey." the ragno answered.now
Just then a young girl with pale skin and stitches everywhere ran too the "new arrival" in a panic."please, have te seen a little skeleton wearing black sweats?"she asked."he's about as tall as me and has a small tuff of brown hair."she added.
"um...well, i saw a HEADLESS skeleton like that."the mortal said, pointing at a giant ragno pit. the headless body was at the front of the den.
"oh, mine poor brother!" the pale girl exclaimed. she buried her head in her hands and began to cry slightly red tears.the mortal thought for a moment, then softly offered"I'll go
Devina was deep in thought. she had a lot she COULD give. she could cut her hair, she could give the ragno one of her blood samples...then it hit her."excuse me, did te say te SIGHT was as good as JAYKITS?"Devina asked in suspicion."yes, why?" the ragno replied."well..."she went on."that meens te read the brail version of the warriors series.and as te know,Jaykit was blind da birth.""yes. continue."the ragno agreed."well,I'm beginning to know what gift to give you. but first, I'll need a knife. te got one?"she finished.the ragno gave her a surprised look, but gave her a small dagger anyways."kid, te might wanna look away." she told the skeleton head."I've seen my sister take her eye out when she was a kind of normal human and put it in my socket. i can take ANYTHING!"he protested."oh, OK. just warning." she huffed. the successivo thing the poor boy knew, his savior was using the dagger to get her own eye out. he could barley watch.