"Mom!!" I call. 

No answer. 

"Mom!" I call again.

No answer. 

"Helloo?" I call. 

I am lost. No one is around me. Nothing is familiar. I travel alone. I walk through the dense trees and vines. 

"Dad?!" I call. 

The only answer I got was just the echoes of my own voice. As I walk I begin to hear sounds of bees buzzing and spiders. I am not alone after all. I begin to run. But something was following me.  I come to a fast river. A river that rages on.  Whatever was behind me, it did not sound good. 

Luckily, I had my pitchfork. 

"I made you cry." I sang. 

The water parted like I was Moses. I didn't want to wait around. I ran fast through the canyon of water. I was on a great run, but something grabbed me. It wasn't a hand, leg, nor was it a snake. It was a web. Spiders. I walked right into a trap. I try to break free, but the webs were like chains. I hear more noises. Blood grueling screams. I try to get up, but the webs were too strong. 

"Uh-oh." I said. 

I looked up and see spiders. Big as boulders. Eyes as red as blood. They all look at me. They were coming closer, and closer. I look around for a weapon or something. I see my pitchfork near me. I try to reach for it, but time was short. The spiders were getting only a few feet away from me. I try so hard but it's pointless. 

"Little lizard where are your parents?"  The spider asked me.