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[b][color=Lavenderblush]Time:[/color][/b] MORNING
[b][color=Lavenderblush]Location:[/color][/b] INT. MAMA MALACHI'S SUMMERHOUSE - RIVER PORT / EXT. WOODS - RIVER PORT
[b][color=Lavenderblush]Interactions/Mentions:[/color][/b] The golden lion furry [@Helo]; The lady in a purple dress [@Tae]; The guy cosplaying as an elf [@princess]; Giant spider(s) [@Alivefalling]
[b][color=Lavenderblush]Equipment: [/color][/b][hider=][color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Attire from Earth
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Backpack
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Smartphone
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Wallet and key
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Computer
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Headphones
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Spare eyeglasses
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Plastic bag
[color=Lavenderblush]⋆[/color] Letter[/hider]

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[color=Lightcyan]For a blink, Zion's guilt trip worked on Jun. Then renewed frustration replaced the torrent of shame. Why was he suddenly the bad guy here? Why should he owe Malachi anything for appointing himself group leader? How did having the human decency to feed his teammates and captive negate how the man judged Jun at every turn, patronized him, and ignored his wish to leave? On top of all that, he was supposed to be [i]grateful[/i]? Being a pessimist didn't make him a masochist! 

[color=LemonChiffon]"Not from my perspective."[/color] His voice sounded as frosty as he felt. [color=LemonChiffon]"I'm not part of your pride. I'm your captive."[/color] Jun jabbed his food with a fork. [color=LemonChiffon]"You guys go. If there's any real danger, you're better off without me. What's the point of dragging around someone useless and unwilling?"[/color] He jabbed again. [color=LemonChiffon]"Unless you want cannon fodder."[/color] And again.

The lady's "new friends," comment rang hollow in his ears.

If anyone spoke to him after that, Jun didn't hear it. He was only vaguely aware of shapes moving around as the others prepared to leave. 

Suddenly, without warning, he felt a pair of large, very hairy, hands grab him. Before Jun could react, he was lifted up out of his chair and hoisted into the air. He let out an involuntary yelp as his view shifted, and Jun found himself being slung over Zion's broad shoulder. His feet dangled helplessly midair and his face was smushed into the lion's back. [color=LemonChiffon]"I'm not going!"[/color] Jun protested, voice muffled by fur. He squirmed and wiggled, in an attempt to break free—he even pounded his fists against Zion but he just laughed, completely unfazed. 

It wasn't long before Jun tired himself out, resigning to being lugged around like a sack of potatoes. 

Save for one mumbled sentence ([color=LemonChiffon]"Wherever the green stuff is,"[/color] when totally-just-a-friendly-neighbor-who-can-hold-her-own-in-a-fight asked which direction Malachi headed), Jun stayed silent and limp as a rag doll after they left the house. 

His ears pricked at the sound of crying. Jun pushed himself up and twisted his upper body into an Eschergirl pose, straining to get a better look at what was going on…. and saw the spider. Either that was the best animatronic money could buy, or climate change had whipped up extra large giant spiders down south. Or was this what they meant by island gigantism?[/color]

[hider=TLDR][color=Lavenderblush]Kenia, Zion, and dead weight Jun head into the woods where they find Malachi and a child surrounded by giant spiders. While Kenia jumps in, Jun is dumbstruck by the size of the spider.[/color][/hider]