I just had the seventh ordeal.
I don't even know where we got those. I certainly have no recolection.
It was bad, guys. I don't know how I passed.
They're still in the room, somewhere.
I had to get naked then dump the spiders all over my bed. I wasn't aloud to move, if I did, I'd fail. I had to wait until all the spiders got off my body.
I don't think I broke anything yesterday, thankfully. Just a lot of bruises.
Im questioning why I'm doing all this.
Is there a higher purpose?