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Post by Spider-Man on Jun 21, 2006 12:38:23 GMT -5
The wet hissing noise of Spider-Man slowly climbing down his own web-line echoed in the silent darkness of the abandoned building.
Though it wasn't in use anymore, this place still stored more explosive materials than any other and, though it was a big risk wandering in, it was a certain mistake to leave these chemicals in the grasp of crazed madman.
"Fire! Your last answer was fire!" Spider-Man shouted inside the dark factory.
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Post by Spider-Man on Jun 21, 2006 13:09:29 GMT -5
Peter has swept the entire place, searched all the rooms, containers and windows.
Not a sign of any explosive device or of the green killer.
On leaving the plant Spider-Man walked out the main enterance and noticed something on the floor. A note, covered with the same question mark he'd seen before. He opened it and read it.
Close but no cigar Dark Knight.
I'm sure Mr. Wayne will not be best pleased with you for allowing his fabulous hotel to go up in smokes.
~ Riddler
Oh God...
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