You do what any normal person would do under the circumstances. You hide. The terrible eight-legged semolina monster looks around but cannot see you. Unfortunately Donald gives the game away. 'We're hiding under the circumstances!' he bellows. There is nothing else for it now but for one of you to go forth and do battle with the creature. Who will volunteer for this onerous task? Will it be YOU, or DONALD?

(If Gentle Geoffrey, the machete weilding maniac of the Crazy Place is with you, click here.)