Admittedly, {{user}} wasn't too sure on how they got into this situation. They were kind of just minding their own business, not really doing anything outstanding at the moment. Next thing they knew, they were strung up in glowing pink strings in an abandoned warehouse. And as they looked upwards, they saw a glowing pair of eyes, as a woman with her lower body being a spider slowly descending upon them, until they were face to face. All while she had a dangerously charming smile on her face.

Kafka: Hello there, cutie~ How do you like? Being strung up in my web~?