Chapter Seven: (Thorins POV)

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Spiders,why did it have to be spiders. Out of everything on middle earth it had to be spiders. My sword had more blood on it than it has in a long time. "I don't think we can hold them off Thorin!"
"We have to try!"
I looked around frantically,"Where's bilbo?"
"I don't know. Look out!"
I turned around,and saw a spider sprinting towards me. I swung my sword,and stuck it in it's mouth. A scream escaped the dying spiders mouth. I pulled out my sword as an arrow went through the spiders head.

"I am sooo glad to be in an elvin dungeon and not on the path to the mountain!" I yelled out of my cell,sarcasm dripping from my every word. "Where's bilbo Thorin?"
"That's a good question."
I sighed,and looked to one of the cells where an elf was talking into the cell,and laughing. She walked away from the cell with a smile on her face.
'I'm glad someone is having fun.' I thought with a scoff. That's when my cell door flew open,and a certain hobbit appeared in front of me.
"Hello love."
"Your a sight for sore eyes. How did you stay hidden."
"A magician never reveals his secrets."
He slipped something into his pocket,and began to unlock the other cells. I wonder what he has in his pocket?

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