It is for entertainment purposes only. Thank you. * * * * * * How is it I came to this point? Working with S.H.I.E.L.D. on some tracking down a villai...ess who seduces and fucks her victims to death – with the aid of the Symbiote? I feel like I’m part of some kind of horrible fan fiction. That, along with many other thoughts, swam around in Spider-Man’s mind as he sat lazily at the round metal table, baring the S.H.I.E.L.D. emblem so egotistically, as he waited for Nick Fury, the cycoloptic. Karen went back to the previous door, but it was locked. There was no sign of the man, and with big walls on the sides, her only option was to move forward. She nervously pushed through the next door and faced down her next challenge. This time, a different man was waiting for her, and she yelped when she saw him. "Don't fucking try anything. I will hurt you" she said. He didn't respond, but started to walk towards her. She screamed and ran around him, flying through the room at a quick pace,. I looked around and decided that it didn’t look too bad, so I went back inside and got a glass of iced tea and sat on the front porch to wait for Loren.After maybe twenty minutes, she pulled up. I’d never known what she drove, and was a bit surprised to find it was a Suburu Outback, rather than something sportier.She pulled in the driveway and got out. She’d pulled her hair back in a pony tail, and was wearing a snug bright blue t-shirt and a pair of semi-loose navy shorts. Somewhat. I had not killed them.As the video dropped and a message came up to say, "Be at peace child. You were protected."My screens then changed to show a lot of changing rooms on hidden cameras and a regular store one that had that bitch from the hospital that had accused me of doing all sorts of nasty to Emily. She was somewhere in what looked to be the same mall as the changing rooms. There were different women and kids changing clothes in the changing rooms in the store nearest to her. Each was.