You were tied to a chair with spider-silk, for some reason. Last thing you remembered was a rather fashionable spider knocking you unconscious for "messing with the Moonshine Mob", whatever that meant. Said spider was currently working on making his web stronger, completely ignoring you as he worked.

"Ugh... da stupid coppers just had to ruin my web, didn't they?! Oh, I'll make sure they pay fir dat!"