something was wrong, that was obvious enough. gwen went from dangling, falling, nothingness. and then ⌠suddenly she was here- wherever that was. it still felt like her own home but not quite. her feet lead her to the sounds of a struggle before she can think twice about it, pausing once her gaze lands on the familiar suit clad hero (?) and someone who clearly wasnât going anywhere anytime soon. and yet ? he didnât stop. âpete-.â gwenâs words caught in her throat, was this peter? he looked like the spider-man she knew, but there was no way he would be doing that. âwhat- whatâre you doing ?â