Huh... he fell asleep. I think. I don't want to touch him. I let out a breath as I lean back against the wall. Man... what a day this has turned out to be. That crazy lady's not going to get away with this. I turn to his wound. 

What...? It looks worse. I zoom in. I see black ink moving like vines on his side. It looks infected. I want to touch it, but I've learned twice that this thing is defensive. What's going on with it? It looks dark. It looks evil. 

He starts whimpering or shivering. Oh, come on. It can't be that cold. I put my hand on his shoulder. Wait... I yank my hand back. His skin... it's cold. It feels like ice almost. What is going on with him? What's happening to you Spider Man? His shield band rings. I take it. I don't want to wake him. I press it.

"Scarlet?! Spider-Man?!" Dr. Pheobe yells.

"Ghay! I'm awake!" Spider-Man yells getting up.

"He was asleep fine." I say.

"Spider-Man, you're in terrible danger!" Dr. Pheobe yells.

"You might want to be a little more specific." I say.