Inside the attic room, the silky strands had grown so thickly that the beam of Sam’s torch could hardly penetrate the sticky tangle and they could only just make out the egg above Abby’s bed. “If that thing hatches, we could be the next victims,” whispered Sam bleakly. They began to hack away at the folds of the web, but the silky stickiness only wrapped itself around the brooms again, rather like grey candyfloss. Sam and Rob gave out cries of disgust. Worse still, the throbbing was much stronger, much more like a heartbeat, thought Sam. Then she saw that Rob had grabbed the torch and was pointing up at the egg with a shaking finger. Now they had hacked away so much they could see that one strand of the web had plugged into the fluffy cocoon. “The web’s feeding the egg,” hissed Rob. “We’ve got to destroy it - fast. Can’t you see? It’s not just the web that’s pulsating, it’s the egg, too.” With renewed determination, Rob and Sam attacked the sticky folds, pushing the web away until a tunnel was formed - a tunnel that led to Abby’s bed, just below the pulsating, vibrating egg.
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