[ That rhythmic sound sort of... prickles at his awareness, and he looks up to see the new spinning wheel. ]

Those. I touched one of those. [ And it made him bleed, which sounds logical but isn't, really. ]

And now I am... having difficulty, with... not following you.

[ Yes, very reassuring. Good job, Jon. ]

I think it's exerting some kind of compulsion.

[ Or a familiar god of spiders and manipulation is toying with him, nudging him into getting his next meal. Or he's simply a monster. He'd rather it be a cursed spinning wheel. ]