´holy shit what is up what is down´ my large body was almost immidetly covered by a heap of black cloth. i hadent realized it back when i was in Georgios backpack, but i had no sense of balance. everything was a mess, had i not had eyes, i would never know what was up. the bag shook here and there at Violas movement. i could faintly hear how Georgio and her were discussing something. i tried to climb to the top in order to get out, but i had no idea where i was going.

after a while of tumbling around, she stopped. but instead of continuing my attepts, i pulled my legs closer to me. after a few seconds, i was curled up in some sort of ball. this was a lot more comfortable, as this meant my legs would not be accidentaly broken or anything. ´ugh... this is ateast kinda comfortable...´ it seemed that she had entered a vehicle, as she had put down the bag i was in. "brrrrrrr" the vehicle started, and off we went. 

i noticed that the texture of the cloth in fron of me was rougher, with thicker seams and harder overall. ´mayby...´ i poked at a place where there was no seams, and they easly parted. after putting another in, it opened. a steam of light his my eye, and i happily pulled ip apart until i could make out what was outside. 

it was red. really red. as i looked outside, i could see someone meeting my eye. a little boy, about six or seven years old saw my eye. all that could be seen from outside was my black, beady eye. the boy was dressed quite poorly, buy his small eye was clearly focused on mine. if i were to make a single move, he would most likely scream. a few beads of sweat fell from his scalp as he clarely gusped down a mouthfull of saliva. it remained this way until a woman, probobly his mother, took his hand and lead him out of the bush. i quickly closed the hole, and simply slept.

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´ugh, w-what was that?!´ the bag i was in was picked up, and we were once again off. i tried to sleep again, but it was impossible. and so, i once again opened up the hole, and it was green.´the hell...´ we were moving quite quickly, and i was bored. i scanned the outside, and as i expected, no humans in sight except Viola and Georgio.i turned ight around, and pushed my was through the clothes. i felt the hard texture again, and tapped it slightly. the mumbeling outside stopped, and the bag was put down. i swear i could hear laughter...

"oh, sorry Spidey. we forgot you were there..." Georgio pulled me up carefully, and sat me down on the ground. ´you better be sorry! or imma bita ya! rawr! he he he...´ i ran around Georgio, quite happy to finally be released from the black, fluffy prison. "..." Viola stared at me silently. she was no longer dressed in the comfty clothes that she wore in the hospital. instead she wore black jeans, and a black jacket. i felt how a few dropps of water his my abodamen, and i realized both Viola and Georgio were wet as all hell. 

i ran over to Georgios leg, but when i climbed to his shoulder he groaned and put me down. "ugh, sorry Spidey... the wound is still open, you know?" ´what! why would they leave the wound open!´ i shook my arms, but instead i ran over to Viola. at first she seemed to oppose me sitting on her backpack, but after sitting down on it, it seemed she had no further objections. i fastened myself to the bag by using some Goldie. the strings were as golden as pure gold. Viola gasped, but she didnt seem too interested. Georgio was also surprised, jus as i was at the time. the strings felt luxurious, and i felt kinda bad for using them like that.

then, we went on. after about five hours of walking, we reached some sort of resing place. they sat themself down, and took out a few hotdogs or something. only then did i realize i had not eaten for quite a few days. i left a small string so they would know i would return, and then i left in order to find food.