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Gwen Stacy felt like she was stuck in a recurring nightmare.First she finds out that her boyfriend is Spider-Man, the well-known superhero in New York City.This should be cool, until her boyfriend's dangerous double life draws her into this endless nightmare.

The content of the dream is like scattered fragments, the pictures are blurry and the logic is unclear, it is difficult to connect them completely, but only the fear and despair of being on the scene are unforgettable.She could recall the ferocious face of the green devil very clearly, and the horrible hysterical voice echoed in her ears over and over again.

She remembered being thrown from the top of the bridge, remembering the feeling of weightlessness, the seemingly endless fall, like an irresistible powerful force dragging her into a bottomless abyss.The hopeless darkness swallowed her, swallowed even her voice, she couldn't even scream.

It's like a horror movie that can't be turned off, and she's in it.She replayed the nightmare over and over in her mind until, like a century later, the cycle came to an abrupt end.

Gwen opened her eyes dimly, and was dazzled by the light for a while.She subconsciously narrowed her eyes, and after adapting to the light, she saw a girl slightly older than her, with long dark red hair, a snow-white forehead, and a pair of clear and transparent eyes.

"You're awake," the girl said to her kindly. "How are you feeling? My name is Wanda, here."

Caught off guard, the blond-haired clone girl poked out her right hand from under the quilt like lightning, and strangled Wanda's throat.Her strange strength made Wanda completely breathless, she opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound, and she couldn't even concentrate on using her chaos magic to fight back.

"Wanda?" Pietro's voice came from outside.He knocked on the door twice, opened the door and entered, just in time to see the cloned girl strangling his sister by the throat.

Without thinking, Pietro disappeared instantly.The hurricane traversed the entire room in a short time before the blink of an eye. Krongwen seemed to have suffered an invisible punch, and he involuntarily let go of his hand and flew out.

But Gwen was nimble, and pressed her palm on the floor backwards. Her slender arms suddenly exerted force, and her whole body bounced up to the roof. Her round feet sucked back on the ceiling, staring blankly and vigilantly at the twins below. .

Wanda clutched her throat and coughed violently, while Pietro raised her hand to protect her sister.Gwen's upside-down body leaned forward slightly, and Pietro's body was slightly bent. The two sides were at war, as if the bowstring was fully drawn, ready to confront at any time.

Gwen stepped on her feet, shot off the ceiling, and rushed with all her strength.But as soon as her feet left the ceiling, she froze, and her whole body was frozen in midair as if the stop button had been pressed.The dark green fluctuations of the strange breath surrounded her whole body and fixed her in place, her hands and feet seemed to be bound and she couldn't move.

Several people turned their heads, only to realize that Michael had appeared at the door of the room at some time, wearing a black windbreaker, and holding a transparent magic circle in his hand.

"I just left for 3 minutes and you guys made a fuss like this," Michael walked forward with the magic circle in his hand, "Remember what I said before about getting along with each other?"

"She just tried to kill Wanda!" Pietro said.

Gwen clenched her teeth, her muscles tensed, and she tried her best to break free from the shackles of magic, her body trembling slightly from the exertion.Michael changed his gesture and made a "let go" gesture, and Gwen immediately flew upside down like a heavy hammer, hit a wall heavily, and fell back to the floor.

She slowly got up, her beautiful blond hair was hanging in a mess, but she didn't attack again, she just looked at the few people in front of her blankly.Pietro took a step forward and was about to make another move, but was stopped by Michael raising his arm.

"She's just confused, she wasn't sober just now." Michael looked at Gwen, "but she's much more sober now, isn't she?"

Gwen didn't answer, but cautiously huddled in the corner and looked at the three of them back and forth, like a frightened rabbit.

"She's scared and can't figure out what's going on." Wanda recovered, stepped forward and said softly, "I can feel that she needs help."

The girl's belly made a series of "gurgling" sounds with perfect timing.

".And you need food." Michael put his hands back into the pockets of his windbreaker and turned to Pietro, "Do you still have anything to eat?"

"Uh, there seem to be sandwiches in the fridge."

"Excellent. I hope you don't mind sharing it with this young lady." Michael said, "We can talk while eating."

***
"Who are you!? What are you doing in my room?" Peter yelled, jumping into the room through the window.

It's no wonder he's so out of control, and if you come home one day and find someone exactly like you in your bedroom, you probably won't be so relieved.Yes, the guy in the room looked exactly like Peter, wearing his usual blue T-shirt and his favorite pair of light gray trousers.

What's interesting is that the shock on the other side's face doesn't look much less than his.

"You broke into my room and asked me who I am?" Peter in a T-shirt confronted, "This is my problem."

"Well, whoever you are. Let's see if this can help you talk!"

Peter punched out abruptly, and the shadow of the fist went straight towards the opponent's front door.But Peter in the blue T-shirt tilted his head and then dodged over, with a short body sweeping his legs and attacking him.Peter took a small step back, dodged it, and followed Bian Rong, punching the opponent's temple with a strong punch.Peter in the blue T-shirt caught him with a palm, and quickly grabbed Peter's neck with his backhand, but Peter also grabbed his wrist without slowing down.

The three moves and two moves of the two sides, the reaction and speed are evenly divided.Peter grabbed the opponent's wrist, and the opponent also squeezed the fist he extended in turn. They froze each other in just one face-to-face effort, as if they were fighting their own mirror images.

In fact, when their eyes meet at such close distance, looking directly at each other feels like staring into a mirror, seeing another self from head to toe.

After a stalemate of about ten seconds, footsteps came from the stairs outside the door.

"Peter?" It was Aunt May's voice. "Are you home?"

Oops!

Peter began to panic.He could almost imagine Aunt May's reaction to seeing a pair of twin Peter Parkers fighting in the bedroom, maybe she would just go into shock, maybe even trigger some terrible heart disease.

But unexpectedly, when he looked directly into the eyes of the other "Peter" in front of him, he also saw the same panic and worry in the other's eyes as his own.

"Peter?"

Aunt Mei walked up the stairs to the second floor, knocked on the door a few times but no one responded, but she was quite sure that she had heard something on the second floor just now.She thought for a while and pushed open the door.

She saw her nephew standing in the middle of the bedroom in disgrace, with bruises on his face, muddy body, and a big hole in the knee of his jeans.

"Oh my God, Peter!" She stepped forward in surprise and touched her nephew's face, "What's going on with you?"

"I um. I fell down."

The old lady looked him suspiciously from head to toe.

"...a very hard fall." Peter rubbed his head and added, "I rolled down the slope behind Mrs. Christina's house"

"My God. I'm going to find the medicine cabinet."

"No, Aunt May, really. I'm fine. I mean, I'll be fine if I get some rest. Actually, I'm not hurt as badly as it looks."

"Alright then." Aunt Mei sighed, lovingly stroking his head, "Be careful when you walk next time."

"Well, I will."

"Then do your homework first." Aunt Mei exited the room, "I'll call you when dinner is ready."

"Okay. Love you, Aunt May."

The door was closed from the outside, and the sound of Aunt Mei's footsteps gradually disappeared along the stairs.Peter let out a long sigh of relief, he turned around, and the other Peter had crawled back into the room through the window—he had been glued to the wall outside the window when he spoke just now.

"Okay, now," the two Peters looked at each other, "where were we just now?"

(Thanks to book friends Shadow Biography, Gods Class Battleship, AsinauuKi for the 500 starting coins, and book friend Jianyu Wuge for the 100 starting coins!)

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