I am not Spider-Man because I am parasitized by an alien!

"Okay, this is a surprise."

Gwen said that she collected this before, before she became Spider-Woman.

"Do you remember the time you grabbed me on the roof? I was chased by that group of gangsters. Although you saved me at that time, I thought: Hey, Gwen, you can't wait for others to save you at any time. If Next time you meet them, maybe you can save yourself when you are in danger."

"Did you use this to save yourself? Gwen? And how did you get it?"

Peter had no idea that Gwen had such a wild side.

Gwen said confidently: "My dad is the police chief, and I always have a way."

Peter fell silent.

You have become more confident!

He felt a little weird when he thought of Gwen during that time, who had a grenade stuffed in her waist while going to school, riding in the car, and even when talking to him.

Seeing the strange look Peter gave her, Gwen quickly explained: "I just hid it in the basement and didn't use it much."

"Well, I wouldn't be too surprised if you told me to hide it on you."

Peter said he didn't quite believe her.

Gwen in the coffee shop was a little depressed.

Regarding Peter's suspicion that she was the terrorist Spider-Woman, Gwen felt that she couldn't explain it with a hundred words.

A waitress came over and brought the coffee they ordered.

"You're going to keep my secret, right? Peter."

At this time, Gwen felt a little regretful and told her biggest secret.

If others found out, she would be completely dead.

"Uh-huh, of course."

Peter glanced at the grenade that had been confiscated by him and nodded in agreement.

Of course I won't tell anyone else.

This is one of the few "handles" I have about Gwen.

"FragWomen."

(Grenade Woman also means "a woman who is very lethal and can easily affect her teammates")

Gwen originally calmed down, but when she heard Peter shouting like this, she lost her guard again.

night.

Peter sat at his desk, staring at the image transmitted by the Gem Wasp yesterday.

Gwen has fallen asleep now, and he is still watching the video.

The woman who appeared at the entrance of the cave seemed to have seen her before.

When I was investigating the werewolf-themed movie company, I saw a photo of this woman.

I remember that her name was Fletcher, a senior executive of the film company.

Why did she appear at the entrance of the mine tunnel?

Is this woman connected to this too?

Thoughtfully, he looked into the dark night.

late at night.

When everything is quiet.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a black shadow passing by.

He sat up suddenly, his eyes adjusting to the darkness in the room.

The black figure that suddenly appeared flickered in front of my eyes for a moment, then fled to the corner and jumped into the bathroom, accompanied by a rustling sound.

Peter got out of bed in the dark as quickly as he could, and the black exoskeleton instantly covered his arms.

At this time, he quietly released the sharp claws on his hands.

With his feet on the carpet, Peter followed the shadow.

At the bathroom door, he reached out and found the light switch on the wall.

Click!

The dazzling light poured down instantly, illuminating the entire bathroom.

His eyes immediately became serious.

I saw a red film balloon in the bathroom, floating up and down in the corner.

There is a picture of a cake on the balloon, and the flames of the candles on the cake form a line of words: Happy Birthday.

Today is not his birthday.

Whether it's myself in the previous life or as Peter Parker.

The balloon moved slowly, rustled again, and finally floated to the center of the room.

Peter looked at himself in the mirror: his eyes were bruised and there was dried blood in his nostrils.

What he saw in front of him that would frighten ordinary people did not scare him.

He quickly came to the conclusion that he was dreaming!

This is a dream world, not a normal world.

The balloon slowly rotated, revealing the message on the back.

There was a skull logo printed where the cake should have been.

In the wide-open mouth of the skull are two rows of jagged teeth, and a dialogue frame pops out from between the teeth. The frame reads: Happy Death Day!

Peter frowned slightly.

"interesting."

He said, raising the sharp claw in his hand and stabbing it.

The balloon exploded with a "bang" sound.

Blood splashed outward!

It should be said to be black blood.

Thick, sticky, and accompanied by blood clots.

Peter looked in the mirror quietly.

The blood was like dark red syrup, flowing down the mirror.

The blood stream was mixed with some white tissue, like maggots trapped in the resin.

Taking two steps forward, Peter stared at the mirror, stretched out his hand and wiped a clean area on the mirror so that he could see his own appearance.

The scene he saw suddenly changed.

It was still him in the mirror, but it had changed significantly from before.

The self in the mirror returned to normal, with his cold eyes under his chestnut hair.

At this time, there was movement behind him in the mirror, but it looked particularly blurry because of the coagulated blood.

"There are nine more, it will be your turn soon!"

A voice suddenly said.

Peter turned around immediately when he heard this.

The black shadow held a red sharp blade in his hand.

Laughing, the head of the bag was slashed at him.

Peter reacted and swung his claws to try to stop the opponent.

But the bathroom environment in front of me suddenly changed!

Peter's eyes suddenly went dark, and his body seemed to be dragged into a well of nothingness, falling continuously.

He heard what seemed like someone crying, but the sound disappeared immediately.

The next second, Peter stood up amidst the stink of antiseptics in the hospital.

The rotten smell penetrated his nostrils and set up camp, unable to be driven away.

There seemed to be an invisible wall around him, suppressing the air around him, making it impossible for him to breathe freely.

Realizing that this was acting on his own spiritual world, Peter frowned and used his consciousness to fight against this weird feeling.

At first it felt like I was trapped in a box, or a coffin, and there seemed to be less and less air.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out - strong hands, the palms of which were wet and sticky, reaching towards him.

The person who suddenly appeared was Gwen!

With her bloody hands, she took off a mint green medical mask on her face, revealing Gwen's face covered in blood.

"Hi, good evening, Peter."

Gwen greets Peter.

"You're not Gwen, who are you?"

Peter was silent for a moment, frowned and asked her.

"I am Gwen, or future Gwen."

"Are you pretending to be Gwen when you pull me close to me in my dream?"

"Maybe."

Gwen scratched the tape-covered X on her right eye, "Sorry, the tape is itchy."

"If this is just a dream," Gwen said to Peter, "why don't you just wake up?"

Peter said nothing and looked at each other quietly.

After a while, his body began to be covered with an exoskeleton, and he asked him in a calm tone: "You are not Gwen, and you transformed into Gwen just to play tricks on purpose?"

"Why are you so sure, so calm? Anger, fear, despair, isn't this what you should show? Why are you not afraid, Peter Parker, do you think you will not be hurt?"

Happy Lantern Festival! Everyone!