Miles slipped into the wide mouth of a cave. His chest was heaving with effort, and he could barely breathe through his mask. To remedy this, he lifted it up over his mouth, air coming out of his mouth in puffs.

He had been running from the multiple Spidermen for a while now. When he finally found solitude, some other type had started chasing him, and hadn't let up since. He leaned against the roughness of the stone wall, praying that the Spiderman or Spiderwoman hadn't followed him.