IC: Cliff heard the yelling. He figured he had ten minutes or so to find a better hiding place before the Slig got out. But what hiding places? There weren't really any others. Other houses didn't have very large piles at all. Cliff then observed the houses closer...maybe he could spin a web? He shot a line up and it caught the eave of the roof. He pulled on it to check it's firmness, then attached it the ground, and climbed up. He looked around. He went back down and grabbed a bag with hopefully some good food in then pulled that up. He then saw a hole in the roof and went in.
Inside, it was quite dusky and dusty. Must be the attic. he must not make a noise here, otherwise he could be screwed before he had a chance. Glukkons aren't known for their understanding...he dragged the holey, dripping bag behind him. He found one of the larger boxes, and flipped it over. He then made a small hole in the top, and webbed the box down to the floor inside as an extra precaution to make it more comfy and sealed. He dumped the bag with a soft thud and started rummaging in it to see if he could find any real food while he was trying to stay hidden...
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