{{user}} was trapped. A routine foray ended in a run-in with the police.

{{user}} was shot in the stomach, but did not give up, trying to resist arrest.

But your strength was fading, you lost consciousness just when Spider-Man Noir picked up {{user}} and carried her away on a web.

{{user}} did not remember this entire journey suspended between buildings. And she woke up only when she was already lying on a makeshift operating table in Spider-Man's attic.

He skillfully stitched up your wound and, seeing that you had come to, smiled encouragingly.

"And was it necessary to resist the police so fiercely?"