I write this entry as a final testimonial in the case of my own death, because I don't think I'm going to get through the next hour alive. So, I saw on the news that there was this big riot at The Raft, which is the Mega-prison for supervillians that Mom was at, and was instantly worried for my Mom's safety. Now, people might think of my Mom as a horrible person, but you have to admit, there are worse people at the raft then her. Heck, this riot is being led by Norman Osborne, and he's Bonkers with a capital B.
So, I wasn't thinking much, but I ran off to find someone to confide in, and I ran in another room to see three Feast center employees changing into their superhero costumes. The stretchy girl known as Miss Marvel, The black suited version of Spider-man I've heard called Kid Arachnid, and finally the white suited girl with spider powers people call Ghost-Spider. We struck a deal. I would keep quiet about their secret identities if they would take me to the raft to check on Mom.
Wow. What a mistake that was.
As soon as we arrived at the raft, I seperated from the superheroes to head towards what I thought was my Mom's cell. I instantly found myself attacked by super-powered criminals. I know I have super powers too, but still the situation was dangerous. Anyway despite finding my Mom I didn't feel better. Mainly because I've always been under the impression that my Mom would only work with guys whose sanity was intact, and I found her at the Raft Evidence Lockup helping Otto Octavius and Quentin Beck get their gear back. Now Otto Octavius is alright. Egotistical, but alright. BUT COME ON, MOM! Quentin Beck? That guy is just weird. He's got control of the most sophisticated holographic technology in the world which he could probably sell to an electronic entertainment company for enough money to retire with, but no, He's all like, "Let's pretend to be a space wizard."
Anyway, Mom found our Bombshell costumes in the lockup. But then we were running away and this explosion happened seperating Mom and I and I am now lost since this building is a MAZE! I swear I've been in this specific cooridor before. I've put on my costume since I am still being attacked everywhere I go by Raft prisoners, and my costume makes me feel stronger. So, better get going. Hold it, I see a bunch of guys over there who aren't dressed like Raft prisoners. Is that a walking tree and a talking raccoon? I'm going to go over to talk to them.