((Oh, you're all caught up in a spider's web. It had fallen from a tree and happened to catch thee. If your friend cut you loose, you'd plunge to your death, so you said "Just leave me be. I'll be fine, I'll be fine..."))

A Drider sits on the web, staring at you.

— Aww, you're all caught up in my spider's web. Should I tuck you in, put you right to bed?