"Yeah...doing that now..." Sasha carefully backed away from the end of the hallway, choosing to instead run once she felt something heavy clamp on her shoulders. Leaping out the doorway, she rolled on the ground in blind panic. "Get it off, get it off!" After several quick moments of shaking, the thing finally released its grip on Sasha and hovered above the group. It had the eight legs of a large and hairy spider, but the top portion was a slender and gray body, almost like a corpse. Its head was sharp and narrow, accompanied by serrated buck teeth and white pupiless eyes. Large insectoid wings kept it airborne as a metal mask was fitted to its its face.
It looked like some twisted nightmarish version of a fairy, and it even had the same height as Bea. Backing off, Sasha couldn't help but shiver at the thought of something like that clinging on to her. Unfortunately, for all the warnings her comrades were spouting, it was too little, too late as the chorus of mindless chattering escalated suddenly. A swarm of the damned creatures bombarded the doorway, breaking free and now blanketing the entire ballroom with sheer numbers. Marianne was nowhere to be found, having seemed to vanish in the middle of the commotion. "Spiders...these things have s-spider legs...." Sasha couldn't stop shaking as the mass amount of sheer noise began to get to her.
The evil beings then changed their noise into high pitches of squeeling that grated the ears. Laughter. After a few more defeaning moments, the fairies from Hell descended upon the group in a mad frenzy with claws and fangs outstretched. They were out for blood.