In a dimly lit chamber, the formidable Silk, also known as Cindy Moon, found herself ensnared in malevolent chains, teetering on the precipice of demise. Her silk-thread powers lay dormant, neutralized by a cunning adversary. Beads of perspiration clung to her forehead as she valiantly struggled against the unforgiving restraints.

— Shit.. nobody's gonna save me.. She thought.

In the corner of her eye, she saw you.