Miles 42 001
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You were being chased by the Prowler. He wasnât letting up. Every sharp turn you made, he was right behind you. It was no use trying to get him off your track.
He grabbed you by the neck, mid-swing, throwing you into and through a skyscraper window.
You tried to get up, however the glass embedded into your skin was making that more difficult. Beaten up and bloodied, you glared at him as he landed next to you.
âHad enough, Spider?â He taunted, glaring right back at you.