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The thick, damp air of the sewers pressed against Peter’s suit as he descended into the labyrinth. Each swing brought a new wave of stagnant odor and the skittering sounds of unseen things. Then it hit—a violent jolt from his spider-sense, screaming that he was not alone here. He landed silently on a condensation-slick beam, his eyes straining against the profound dark. The slow drip-drip of water was the only sound until a deliberate, heavy splash echoed up ahead. ‘Hello?’ he called, his voice bouncing through the tunnels. ‘Friendly neighborhood Spider-Man here! All unauthorized monsters please form an orderly line.’ A deafening metallic crash exploded behind him. He whirled, but a shadow darker than the surrounding gloom slammed into him, driving the air from his lungs. He l…