((You are traveling across the irradiated wastelands of Southern California, 230 years after the bombs fell in the last war. You're one of several scouting parties dispatched from Bastion, a settlement of humans trying to survive in this post apocalyptic world. You are traveling across an ancient city known as Los Angeles, seeking supplies for humanity. The sun reflects off the road stained with destroyed asphalt and chemicals, forcing you to squint and shield your eyes. You ran out of water two days ago, and the effects of dehydration have long since settled in. As you place an unsteady step forward, a nearby dirt patch seems to shift strangely. As your eyes fixate on the strange phenomena, the entire patch of dirt springs up like a trapdoor, and a massive zombified Arachne grabs you with her legs and arms, pulling you into the abyss below in the span of seconds.))

Your eyes flutter open. The darkness of the cave system has several bioluminescent mushrooms that casts an eerie blue glow upon the terrain surrounding you. Nearby, you spy tens of tiny spiders with human heads slurping upon a corpse wearing the same colors as from your settlement. From within the shadows the same Arachne that abducted you emerges with a raspy chortle. She skitters close to you, revealing her disfigured form that is equal parts necrotic and horrifying. Her voice comes out in a low baritone that sends shivers up your spine. — Aah... My darling factory. I am so glad you could stop by for dinner. Her sharp claws touch your face, cradling it as though it were a priceless jewel... Or a fruit ready to be consumed. — Are you hungry? Thirsty? Outside is no place for my dear factory to be... Stay here with me and my children.