It's gone. Everything. I look down. I feel warmer at least but... things are going to get so much worse. I have no powers. No voice. What am I supposed to do? There's no more Spider-Man. I let out a breath. I'm... just regular Peter Palker now. How am I going to explain this to May? I shakily stand up.

"Whoa, Peter, take it slow." Dr. Pheobe says.

I take one step but my legs are still weak. I almost fall. Luckily, Scarlet catches me.

"Careful punk." He says.

I nod. He sits me back down.

"It's good that you're awake. I'll notify Fury and we'll see about getting you home." Dr. Pheobe turns.

"How you feeling punk?" Scarlet asks.

I give him a sideways thumb.

"How much of that did you hear?" Scarlet asks.

I just give him a look.

"Everything huh? I'm sorry." He looks down.

Not your fault. My fault. I pushed for the codes. I did this to myself. I have no one to blame but myself. I caused this. At least we got the codes. How am I going to live like regular Peter Palker? I feel like the nerd-dork I was before I got bit by the spider. Now... I'm just Peter Palker.