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I awake in a strange room.

"My heads killing me." I say out loud to myself, sitting up.

I examine the room. It's dark and gray, a monitor beeps beside me. I feel my head, feeling a thick bandage covering my forehead. I groan, laying back. I felt woozy from sitting up. A moment later, a door opens up, revealing Peter.

"You're awake." He observes. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I've been hit by a bus." I say. "What happened?"

Peter leaks against the door frame. "Honestly, I don't know. I've messed a lot of things up."

"What do you mean?" I ask.

Peter sighs. "I asked Dr.Strange to perform a spell to make it so nobody ever found out I was Spider-Man. I kept making changes and I corrupted the spell."

"So what does that mean?" I raise a questioning eyebrow.

"I opened portals to other realities, bringing in villains from across the space time continuum to our world." He says. "But don't worry, I think we have them all contained."

"That's a relief." I sigh. "I need to get out of this room. I need some fresh air."

"I don't think that's a good idea." Peter says.

"Nonsense, I'm fine." I say, pushing past Peter.

I walk into a room, filled with different cells with a different villain inside each.

"Woah." I say, marveled by the sight. I make my way down, seeing the villain from the bridge.

There are others, as well. A man made of sand, a man with an electric looking vest, and a...lizard?

"Is that a lizard?" I question.

"Yeah...he talks too!" I hear Ned say from behind me.

I turn to see Ned and Mj standing over an intricate looking box.

"What's that?" I ask.

"A button to send these guys back where they came from." Mj answers.

"Great!" I exclaim. "Push it."

"Well we can't." Ned says.

"We have a chance to fix these people, Makayla. We can save them." Peter says.

"You can just fix people, Peter." I say, crossing my arms.

"I think you'll disagree." Peter says.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

Peter motions for me to turn around. I do, facing the cells the villains are locked in. I looked to the cell on the far left. There was a regular looking man, with his back turned to me. His stature looked familiar, but I couldn't quite place him.

He slowly turned around. My face went wide in shock as I felt tears began to fill my eyes.

"Dad?"

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