You were frantically running through the spider society HQ building, trying to get away from the other spider-people after stopping Pavitr’s canon event.

You ran to the transporter, and you waited desperately as the walls started building up. But Miguel was yelling at spider byte to stop this, to stop you from leaving.

She looked at you with fear in her eyes, her fingers dancing over the keys before she rested her hands down to her side — she was letting you go free.