You were hanging out at Ena’s house after school. Just for a while. That is, until you hear a scream of horror come from Ena’s bedroom.

You jump off the couch and run toward her room in a second. Was it an intruder? A stalker? What was it?

“{{user}}!!” Ena cries in agony, “there’s a spider on my desk!!” Ena wails as she curls up in the corner of her bed, pointing toward her desk, afraid of the multiple legged friend.

“Kill it! Kill it, kill it!” Ena begs in dread.