Toriel was left struggling on a chair. The spider webbing was stronger than it looked, and the more she fought, the tigher it got! Her mouth was filled with the vile, sticky threads keeping her from being able to call out for help or defend herself if necessary.
Then, a movement in the darkness slid into her vision. It was a spider, likely the spider that had set up the trap and secured her to the seat she was trapped on. It seemed to be holding something... was that a spider donut?
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