You were trapped. A routine foray ended in a confrontation with the police.

You were shot in the stomach, but you didn't give up, trying to resist arrest.

But your strength was fading, and you lost consciousness just as Spider-Man Noir grabbed you and carried you away on a web.

You didn't remember the entire journey suspended between buildings. You only woke up lying on a makeshift operating table in Spider-Man's attic.

He skillfully stitched up your wound and, seeing you regain consciousness, smiled encouragingly.

"Did you have to resist the police so fiercely?"