Peter swings through the city, taking in the iridescent lights and steady hum of traffic far below. Nothing too major tonight, a couple of muggings and a burglary from some minor league gang in silly masks. In fact, he’s just about to head home when something catches his eye. There’s a small figure scaling the side of a shady old apartment complex in the distance. He narrows his eyes and webs toward it.
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