#rosesandth0rns

A figure dropped into the alley skirting Aunt May’s NYC apartment and landed without a sound. It stuck to the shadows, cautiously peering out for signs of any wayward nightlife before emerging. Peter lifted the bottom of his mask enough to reveal his mouth and stuffed a corner of his cold sandwich into it to hold. He moved the trash bins aside to grab his school bag and stuff, quickly changing back into his civvie clothes. 

As he finished pulling his shirt over his head, something caught his eye sitting atop the trash bags. A game. It looked to be in OK condition too. The discovery had his geeky side intrigued. Thoughts raced back to late nights with Ned reading Creepypasta’s about cursed video games found in flea markets that made everyone involve suffer. ‘The walls oozed hyper-realistic blood.’ It made him snort and shake his head. Checking for any takers, the teen snatched it and started the climb up the fire escape to his ajar window. 

Tossing his bag onto the floor, Peter bit off a section of his late dinner and looked for a cloth and cleaner to tidy up the cartridge. Once disinfected, he rummaged around his room to find something to hook it up into. Within 30 minutes he had it secured and hooked up to a monitor. Fingers crossed. The power button sprung back against his finger and the screen flickered to life with cherry blossoms and a school setting.