Danny refused to sit. “This is psychological warfare. I’m not eating with those things over my head.”
Mick’s face went pale. “Fifty. Huntsmans. No.”
Julia’s voice chirped again. “Congratulations, Priya! Please follow the producer to the Trial site. Danny and Mick—enjoy your dinner. The Throne of Spiders awaits in thirty seconds.”
The screen displayed:
On the table between them: one last roast potato, wrapped in a napkin, with a note in Mick’s handwriting:
Danny cracked his knuckles. “Send me. I’m a machine. I’ll beat it in record time.”
When the hour ended and the glass dome lifted, the spiders were safely removed. Neither of them had dropped a single crumb.
“Campers, you know the drill. The VP3 is open. Australia has decided who will do tonight’s Trial: ‘The Hive Escape.’ That person will face 100,000 cockroaches, buried up to their neck.”
I'm A Celebrity... Get Me Out Of Here Australia Season 10 Vp3 May 2026
Danny refused to sit. “This is psychological warfare. I’m not eating with those things over my head.”
Mick’s face went pale. “Fifty. Huntsmans. No.”
Julia’s voice chirped again. “Congratulations, Priya! Please follow the producer to the Trial site. Danny and Mick—enjoy your dinner. The Throne of Spiders awaits in thirty seconds.” Danny refused to sit
The screen displayed:
On the table between them: one last roast potato, wrapped in a napkin, with a note in Mick’s handwriting: “Fifty
Danny cracked his knuckles. “Send me. I’m a machine. I’ll beat it in record time.”
When the hour ended and the glass dome lifted, the spiders were safely removed. Neither of them had dropped a single crumb. “Congratulations, Priya
“Campers, you know the drill. The VP3 is open. Australia has decided who will do tonight’s Trial: ‘The Hive Escape.’ That person will face 100,000 cockroaches, buried up to their neck.”