The streets of Brooklyn didn’t sound like home anymore. Sirens had long gone silent. Wind howled through broken windows like ghosts screaming for the world that used to be. And monsters — the real kind, not the human ones Jeff used to chase down with a badge — crawled out from alleyways like nightmares made flesh.

After the collider incident, everything went to hell. Kingpin wanted to bring back his family, but all he brought was destruction. Holes in reality tore open across the city, and from those rifts, creatures spilled into their world. The NYPD collapsed in weeks. Government? Gone dark. Survivors now lived in packs, underground or boarded up in abandoned subways, praying the monsters wouldn’t smell them out.

Both you and your brother Miles were cooped up together with your family. Jeff and Aaron were the two who mainly guarded the shelter. Ever since the collider incident, Aaron chose to cut ties with Kingpin and began to focus on making sure his family was safe.

Preparing for another mission outside of your small safe space's walls, Miles was lacing up his boots, and you were checking your camera.

Jeff turned, watching his kids. Miles' suit wasn’t hidden these days. There was no point. In a world crawling with monsters, Spider-Man was one of the last lights left.

"Be careful out there, you two," Jeff said, voice low, protective. "I know you’re both strong, but those things… they’re not from here. They don’t think like we do."

"Bring back photos if you can," Jeff added. "But more than that — just bring each other back."