Spiderman jumped through a hole in the wall. He looked up to see about six medics, a dozen cops and one detective wearing a beige trench coat.
Detective- Well, well, well. Since when is Spiderman involved in solving crimes?
Spiderman- I do what I can. And besides, this may involve somebody I know.
Detective-You were pals with Kassidy?
Spiderman- No. Last night, I was hanging around, if you catch my drift. I thought I saw someone that I knew. Before I could make a move a couple of cops walked by. My "friend" spat on them. They took him here. I followed them. I decided to lay low for the night. Today, I showed up to this. So…umm…what happened here?
Detective- We're still trying to figure that out. I guess I can trust you. After all, you saved the city a couple times already. We might need you again. Well…here's what we know. We threw this bum in a cell with Cletus Kassidy, the serial killer. About five minutes later, Kassidy started freaking out. That's pretty normal. The guy was insane. So anyway, to make a long story short, nobody cared. The security guards ignored the screams.
Two medics walked by with a bloodied guard on a cot.
Spiderman- Good work, sir.
Detective- Don't be a menace.
Spiderman- Oh, but don't you read the papers? I am a menace.
Detective- Anyway…When a guard finally went to Kassidy's cell, all they saw was the bum, your friend, laughing. Then from behind, the guards were attacked by a monster.
Spiderman- Right…That sounds believable.
Detective- Just look around. Isn't the giant hole in the wall proof enough for you?
Spiderman- I guess. Where's the bum?
There was a long silence.
Detective- He's gone. We can't find him.
Sorry it's short. Coming soon: Fantastic Four and Inside the Mind of a Serial Killer