[The hunger will be fed. And fed. And fed. Dr. Flug had thought once about dying happily in the midst of one of Black Hat's kisses but even he never expected to find himself drifting out of consciousness entirely, as he seemed to be, this very moment.
It happens so fast, there is no time to even fight it. He already gave too much up, too freely, surrendered his chance to resist before the struggle began. Even if Black Hat were to stop now, it was too late. The arachne's arms fall entirely slack, his spidery appendages mildly buckle and with one final sigh the fire in Dr. Flug goes out. The light leaves six once alert eyes.]
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It happens so fast, there is no time to even fight it. He already gave too much up, too freely, surrendered his chance to resist before the struggle began. Even if Black Hat were to stop now, it was too late. The arachne's arms fall entirely slack, his spidery appendages mildly buckle and with one final sigh the fire in Dr. Flug goes out. The light leaves six once alert eyes.]