1 "Hurry up will ya!" shouted the masked leader of the latest group of idiots trying to rob this bank in broad daylight. The clerks could stop them from escaping by locking the doors, and though they would be able to protect themselves with the security shields, the customers would be at their mercy. So they had no choice but let them escape. They pulled the heavy doors open and piled into the waiting car as fast as they could. The last door hadn't even shut before the leader was shouting again "C'mon! Let's go!" Yet they remained still. They all turned to the driver and saw something they should have taken a split second to realise earlier, his hands and feet were tied together, and his mouth covered in some sort of grey thick rubber. "Ok guys, this is bad. I think I've seen this stuff before." his voice had gone from a blazing fire of command to a matchstick flame of fear. One of the guys in the back leaned forward and said "Yeah, and last time I saw it that guy was using it to take down Doctor Octopus." His left arm straightened in front of him, his index finger extended and sitting on the back of the car in front was none other than Spider-Man. He was sitting with his right foot resting on the bumper, his left foot on his right knee, leaning back with his left hand supporting him. And dangling in his right hand were their car keys. With one smooth movement, he threw keys at the windscreen and just as they hit the glass a blast of webbing glued them in place. And blocking their view of the hero lying in wait. "So what do we do now?" asked the other back seated felon. The leader turned around to face them both and pointed to in incapacitated driver "Well, Mr. Observant here has got himself caught already; we can't get this web stuff off him even if we tried. Now, The Spider ain't no killer, so I say we make a run for it, at worst we get ruffed up, at best we get away. But either way, I think it's better than just sittin' here and waitin' for cops to show. Ok?" Both nod in agreement. "Ok, remember the rule, anyone who gets caught says nothing. Right? Good. Well guys, hope you make it. If not, see you on the inside." One last deep breath and all brace for the oncoming dash for freedom. "Aaaannd, GO!" All three move together like choreographed dancers. Only to have their heads smack into the door windows. Nothing was said as it was quite apparent what had happened. Nearly all light had been stopped from entering the car and everyone had been stopped from exiting the car. Spider-Man had webbed the doors shut and covered windows to stop them breaking out. They all looked to each other; hoping one would have some sort of plan or idea about what to do now. Instead all possible hope was diminished as they heard police sirens drawing closer. Excepting their fate, they all fell back into their seats and gave a collective sigh.