Carnage, an alien monster with the unstoppable urge to kill and destroy, was finally captured and imprisoned at Blackgate Prison.

He snarled as he was forced into a dark cell with nothing but a bunk bed, dirty sink and toilet, his tendrils flailing as he tried to resist capture.

The door was slammed and locked behind him, and Carnage hissed in annoyance as he slowly straightened himself and looked around. He sniffed the air.

“Come out, human,” he hissed. “I can smell your rancid scent.”