I didn’t know what happened. One moment, I was standing on my own two feet on the carpeted flooring of the apartment. The next, I was hanging upside down from the ceiling due to what felt like a spider web around my ankles, the piece of fabric I picked up falling out of my pocket onto the ground below. Looking upwards, I realized that I was hanging upside down by a giant spider web, which was wrapped tightly around my ankles. Due to its strength, however, it felt more like a steel chain than a spider web.
“What the hell?” I said. “Where did this webbing come from?”
“It came from me, murderer,” said a sharp voice with a slight buzz to it. “Your days of assassinating superheros in broad daylight is over.”
I looked over in the direction from which the voice came. At first, it was hard to s
