Sparky has given up trying to follow you, being left in the path you used to be in.

The song ebbs and flows, but it is quite peaceful. A few minutes continuing along this path shows there being three singing elves sitting around a fire. They were holding hands and closing eyes, intent on whatever they were doing. Suddenly, the song pitters out and ends. One glances up at you, fiery red hair slipping over one of her eyes. "Hullo. What has brought you here?" The elves drop each others hands and each turn to look at you, smiling amicably as they await your answer. One of the elves looks around your age, and was fiddling slightly with the cuff of his shirt.
"Jack, fall still. I can't believe dad let you come." the other older elf says, gently taking the younger ones hands in her own.
" I promise I'll be good! I can behave meself. " the elf squeaks.

I rub my arm somewhat awkwardly. "I, uh, was dropped here. I'm a tribute to this labyrinth and I need to pass through. However, would it be any trouble for you if I spent a night here? You all seem to kind." I say as politely as possible. I don't know elvish customs but I hope to learn while I'm here.

The oldest looking elf, the one that had asked you why you were here, nods. "Of course. We'd love to help another. Come, sit by the fire, spend the night." The elf says with a kind smile. Upon hearing that you wanted to spend a night, the other two got to their feet and headed into a door on one side. They came back out with some food and water.
"Rest." The oldest one suggests. "We can keep you safe. I... I have heard about the tributes. I do not agree with that custom of beings forcing others to be some monsters next meal. Please accept our condolences. I am Sylvia, the one to my right is Naarak, and the little one is Jack."
"Nice to meet you. Glad to be of service" Naarak says with a small bow.
"Nice to meet you. At your service." Jack says, stumbling to keep up with Naarak's smooth motions.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all." I reply, still trying to be polite. "I'm Dew." I'm not entirely sure I trust these elves, but they seem trustworthy enough and they probably would not try anything, given how they feel about forcing others to die. I graciously accept the food and drink, cautiously smelling it for poison.

The elves were eating some of the same food, so I doubt it would be poisoned. The elves were definitely friendly enough, but anything here could act friendly.
You can rest up before continuing on your way or continue on.

I continue on. If Oran takes over Sparky again, who knows what he would do to these elves if he found me with them!

"Wait! Before you go!" Sylvia jumps to her feet and races into the door. A moment later, she pops back out. She holds out a bag to you. "Inside is some food and healing stuff and the small blue stone is to contact us if you ever need to."
Then the elves let you go in your way.
The path gets darker before splitting off again.

Left - a strange humming comes from it
Right - dark with webs in corners

"Thank you so so so much, Sylvia!" I say politely as I approach the crossroads. I choose the path with webs. If they're cobwebs, that means that nobody has been down it in a long time.

Your feet leave footprints in the dust that has gathered. A skull was in a web, the webs looking more and more sturdy the further you head into the path.
You realize these might not just be cobwebs, but actual spider's webs. Something green glows next to you, eight shiny eyes, two sharp fangs, and eight long legs. Another spider is above you, and another on your other side. You are surrounded by spiders.

She looked a little worried and stressed. All these choices are horrible. She looked a little desperate as she said, "Is there possibly an option that lets us both leave without having to battle and maybe come back later? And to point out, the labyrinth technically already is a dungeon." She didn't want to leave Nikkie behind, even if thirty seconds earlier he threatened to kill her.