Roof tiles fly off of the roof as the Prowler pins you above the edge, creasing your shoes.

He props one gauntlet back, flexed, ready to swipe and kill. That’s until you peel up your cheap mask, revealing yourself to your uncle.

The pale eyes on the mask instantly arch. Aaron raises his own mask, flinching back from you instantly. Kingpin is still in his ear, ordering him to finish you.

“{{user}}?” He breathes. Slowly, he brings you back onto the roof, shaking his head. “Oh, no, no, no, no, no.” He whispers.