The sign crumbed and collapsed the farther I walked into the abyss of darkness, and once it had completely fallen, the light that shone on that single position ceased completely. That was one dilemma down, and I understood it completely... but I still have no clue what is going on. Lolita suddenly spoke, but it didn't seem like it was directed to me. "Do you... Understand?"
I looked at her, confused, "Where did THAT come from?"
She pointed in front of her and in the glowing abyss was random, yet intricate stitching that went on as far as the eye could see. Spelled out in needles and threat in front of the stitching was 'Do You Understand?' in which I assumed Lolita had read previously. I would think that the ominous stitching was asking me the question, so there was nothing to do but respond.
"I understood what happened back there, but I still don't get where I am, why I'm here and how to get out!"
Silence. Nothing moved. It almost seemed like time had stopped. Was there even time here? Where is 'here?' As I was lost in thought, the needles disassembled from their worded position and jabbed at me, straight through my flesh and bones. Lolita backed away, staring at me with dead eyes and a grim smirk. The threads started wrapping around me, encasing my whole body in a silky thread somewhat like that of a spider's. Spider? I was now on a spider web, the area completely different from before. I looked down through the web, a pit of pitch black darkness. I looked up to the sky; crimson, as if made of blood itself. There was no ground, no structure, no nothing. It was just a giant spider web attached to nothing, suspended in midair and going on endlessly. Naturally, I decide to walk.
"Every time I go somewhere new, Lolita is nowhere to be found. Am I switching worlds, or something? Dimensions? Realities?"
By now, my feet were just getting accustomed to the pattern of the webbing, making it easier for me to walk when I just happen to step on an odd strand of webbing. I decided to inspect it and what I found was quite... Interesting, to say the least. It was a word made from the web. Due to the circumstances, it was a bit hard to read, though it was still legible.
"T... Tangled?"
In what? By what? Just... Tangled? No, wait... in the distance, I could see another abnormality in the pattern. It could be another word. I ran towards it, careful not to lose my balance and fall through one of the openings and BAM!! There it was, another word.
"In?"
Wow. Such a small word. What a waste of my time and energy. Though my mind would not let me go without analyzing the situation.
"Tangled in...?"
I got it. There were words in the webbing that were spelling out a sentence. Just need to find the last word and I would be out of here... This whole place made me think a huge spider was going to devour me, or something. I continued walking, following the abnormal patterns and reciting the words, "The... Corrupt... Web... Of..." It stopped. I stopped. There were no more patterns, therefore the sentence was incomplete. I tapped my foot, thinking long and hard...
"Tangled in the Corrupt Web of...? Of what?"
I turned around and a hideous, gargantuan arachnid towered over me, various acids and venoms being secreted from its fangs and talons. It raised its abdomen above its head and carved into it was the word 'Life.' Life was the name of the spider? This was Life's web? I am... Tangled in the Corrupt Web of Life. It was clear to me. Not that it mattered. I was already deathly terrified of this being. I have a fear of all insects and arachnids... Its horrible fangs, its repulsive face, its terribly sickening hairs... I was ready to shit enough bricks to make a house.
"Life... Is a giant, disgusting spider? I can see that..." I was mostly talking to myself. The spider gnashed its fangs and raise a leg, "An evil, violent, destructive spider..."
Again, saying this to myself. Hell, I kicked it into high gear and got my ass outta there. The spider reacted, catching up to me fast. How can something that big move that fast in such a short time? Look at me... Running away from life... Running from both my fear of life and arachnids. I never feared life so much. Hell, I never feared life at all! But life takes on many different forms, and it is to be feared most when it is corrupt... Or perhaps, not to be feared at all. I had been kicking life's pathetic ass before, why not do it again? Yes. The final stand off between life and myself.
"Life has won its share of battles, but I'll be DAMNED if it takes the last one!!"
I stopped and leaped in between one of the spaces, holding onto one of the threads so that I would not fall to my doom. The spider halted its advancement as well, taking a large bite of its own web to get under it and chase me. I climbed further, then repeated the process, but instead climbed upward and to the top of the web. Life had no choice but to bite and climb up. The process was repeated several times. The final time this was done, I climbed to the the to of the web and stood there, not ready to run. The spider snapped the thread with its fangs trying to climb up, but it did not work. I had maneuvered in such a way that the spider would cut threads in a circular fashion instead of straight, mostly for the sake of time. Now the single circle of webbing the spider was being suspended from was weak, having very little threads to hold up the foundation of the web. The spider tried to jump at me from below with a final gnash, but it ended up failing due to the threads giving out from the weight of the spider. The threads wrapped around the spider completely as it fell and the spider changed into a ball of black light that slowly deteriorated the farther down it went. Life had been tangled in its own corrupt web, which led to its downfall.
Since the thread I was on had nothing holding it up, I fell, too. If I were to die it would be well worth it. I was expecting to deteriorate, too... But I didn't.