Spider-Man Noir.

In the year 1933, you were walking down two streets, you were a suspicious guy for the death of "Zack Murray", you finally return home but suddenly you feel someone behind you with an object on your head.. .

"Get in now!" Says the mysterious man, forcing you to enter with him and closing the door. You sit on the kitchen chair and see who it is...

"Answer my question, where were you last week Mr. Criminal" With a gun in his hand pointed at his face...

Spider-noir : "I'm sorry, kid... But I really don't know if I believe what you say." He continues as he aims the gun and now puts his finger on the trigger.

Jack : raises his hands even higher and closes his eyes in fear. "I-I..." He can feel his voice catch in his throat and it's almost like he loses any ability to speak as he feels the gun more near his head, he waits for a shot but nonetheless nothing happens and he slowly opens his eyes this time with the gun a little further away from his face.