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So...

[Between the lighting, the shaky cam effect and the fact that this place is so very clearly haunted, the video feed Peter's broadcasting from the cobweb infested servant's quarters looks like it might be the Blair Witch sequel we've all been desperate to see. Or something.]

I might not have a degree in web design, but this might be overkill.

[Peter's behind the camera, but you can see his gloved - because yeah, he brought the suit - hand brushing aside the cobwebs. There's definitely a part of him that's thinking hey, Parker, this is a terrible, terrible idea, and there's that familiar buzzing at the base of his skull warning him that something's really not right here, but... hey. That's every port.]

Anyone recognize this place? Might want to do a PSA about it if you do, because call me crazy, but- Woah.

[This last piece of web getting torn away reveals who, uh. Left all the web here. The giant, hungry looking spiders spot Peter almost immediately, and start scuttling towards him with absolutely no fear.

Holy horror movies, Batman.]

Something tells me this isn't gonna be one big happy family reunion...

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I don't, but I know what it's called.

[She's sitting on the floor of a darkened room, curled up with a passed-out drunk guy.]

Karazhan. Somebody told me.

[It takes Peter a moment to answer, and when he does... the camera angle is now showing you an upside down shot of the spiders hissing madly on the floor, while Peter's on the ceiling, trying to figure out a way out of here.]

Did they mention anything else?

Not about this place.

What-- What're you doing?

Trying not to get eaten by spiders...?

Did you climb up a ladder or something?

No. I'm Spider-Man.

[She chuckles weakly, just assuming that that was a joke.]

No, but really. Can you fly or something?

I wish. I'm Spider-Man.

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Come on, I ain't stupid. I'm not gonna believe that.

You'd believe I could fly before me being Spider-Man? Your warden's Merlin.

[This is being said while scrambling over the ceiling as the spiders start to crawl up after him. Which way's the door??]