Bruised and bloody with one nearly lost, the party breaths a sigh of relief as the final spider crumples dead. But there is a voice whispering through the tunnels that says, "What have you done to my children?" Is it time to turn back, or head straight into the maw to discover its origin? Music...

After battling a swarm of spiders, the party sits to rest, to take a moment and question whether or not journying to Oracle Cave was a sound idea. Webs curtain the walls slick with moisture. Drip. Drip. Drip. But what is that sound coming from the webs? It doesn't sound like water at...