Gwen Stacy felt like she was trapped in a nightmare that kept going on and on. First, she discovers that her boyfriend is Spider-Man, a superhero who is a household name in New York City. It was supposed to be cool until his boyfriend's dangerous double life swept her into this endless nightmare.

The content of the dream is like scattered fragments, the picture is blurry, the logic is not clear, it is difficult to string them together completely, but only the immersive fear and despair are unforgettable. She could recall the hideous face of the Green Demon with all her vividness, and the hysterical and terrible whispers echoed in her ears over and over again.

She remembered being thrown from the top of the bridge, and she remembered the feeling of weightlessness, as if she were falling endlessly, like an irresistible force dragging her into an abyss with no end in sight. The desperate darkness consumed her, even her voice was swallowed up, she couldn't even scream.

It's all like a horror movie that can't be turned off, and she's the star in it. She relived the nightmare over and over again in her mind, until it seemed like a century had passed, and the cycle came to an abrupt end.

Gwen opened her eyes dimly, and for a moment she was a little unable to open her eyes by the light. She subconsciously squinted her eyes, and after adapting to the light, she saw a girl slightly older than her, with long dark red hair, a snow-white forehead, and a pair of clear and transparent eyes.

"You're awake." The girl said to her in a friendly way, "Do you feel okay?" My name is Wanda and here ......"

Suddenly, the blonde clone girl's right hand poked out of the quilt like lightning and grabbed Wanda's throat. Her strange strength overwhelmed Wanda, her mouth open but unable to make a sound, unable to even concentrate on using her chaos magic to fight back.

"Wanda?" Outside, Petro's voice could be heard. He knocked on the door twice, pushed it in, and saw the clone girl choking his sister's throat.

Without thinking at all, Pietro disappeared in an instant. The hurricane swept across the room in a short interval that didn't blink an eye, and it was as if Krongwen had been hit with an invisible punch, and the whole person involuntarily let go of his hand and flew out.

But Gwen was nimble, and reflexively pressed her palm to the floor, her slender arms violently bounced her entire body onto the roof, her round feet gasping against the ceiling, staring blankly and vigilantly at the twins below.

Wanda clutched her throat and coughed violently, and Petro raised his hand to protect his sister. Gwen's upside-down body leaned forward slightly, Pietro's body bent slightly, and the two sides were tense, like a bowstring full and ready to fight.

Gwen stepped on his feet, his figure shot off the ceiling, and he burst into full force. But as soon as her feet left the ceiling, she froze, and her whole body was frozen in the air as if the stop button had been pressed. The strange dark green fluctuations of the aura surrounded her whole body, holding her in place, and her hands and feet were unable to move as if they were tied.

A few people turned around, only to realize that Michael had appeared at the door of the room at some point, wearing a black trench coat and holding a transparent magic circle in his hand.

"You've only been away for three minutes and you're making a fuss like this," Michael stepped forward with the circle in his hand, "Remember what I said earlier about being friendly?" ”

"She just wanted to kill Wanda!" Petro said.

Gwen gritted her teeth, her muscles tensed, and she tried her best to break free from the shackles of magic, her body trembling slightly from the exertion. Michael's gesture changed, making a "put" gesture, and Gwen suddenly flew upside down like a hammer, slammed into a wall, and fell back to the floor.

She slowly got up, her pretty blonde hair hanging messily, but she didn't attack again, just looked at the few people in front of her in a daze. Petro took a step forward and was about to make another move, but was stopped by Michael raising his arm.

"She's just confused, and she hasn't come to her senses yet." Michael looked at Gwen, "But you're sober now, right?" ”

Gwen didn't answer, just cautiously cowered in the corner and looked back and forth at the three of them, like a frightened rabbit.

"She's scared, she's confused." Wanda recovered, stepped forward and whispered, "I can feel it, she needs help." ”

The girl's little belly was pinched very well, and a string of "gurgling" sounds came out.

“...... And food is needed. Michael put his hands back in his trench coat pockets and turned to Pietro, "Do you have anything to eat?" ”

"Uh, there's still a sandwich in the fridge......"

"Yay. I hope you wouldn't mind sharing it with this young lady. "We can talk while we eat." ”

***

"Who are you!? What to do in my room? Peter jumped into the room through the window and shouted.

It's no wonder he's so emotionally out of control, and if you come home one day in your bedroom and find someone exactly like you, you probably won't have that much comfort. Yes, the guy in the room looked exactly like Peter, wearing a blue T-shirt he usually wears, and his favorite pair of light gray trousers.

Interestingly, the shock on the other party's face did not look much less than his.

"You broke into my room and asked who I was?" Peter, who was wearing a T-shirt, said, "That's my problem. ”

"Well, whoever you are...... Let's see if this can help you talk! ”

Peter threw a punch that went straight to the opposite door. But Peter, who was in the blue T-shirt, tilted his head and flashed over, and he was short and swept the hall to attack him. Peter took a small half step back, dodged it, and then stepped forward and slammed his fist into the temple. Peter in the blue T-shirt blocked with a palm and grabbed Peter's neck with his backhand, but Peter also grabbed his wrist without a slow half-beat.

The two sides made these three moves and two rabbit moves, and the reaction and speed were equally divided. Peter grabbed the other man's wrist, and the other person in turn squeezed the fist he handed out, and they froze with each other in just one face, almost like fighting against his own mirror image.

In fact, when they meet their eyes at such close distance, looking directly at each other feels like staring into a mirror, and what they see from head to toe is another self.

After a stalemate of about ten seconds, footsteps came from the stairs outside the door.

"Peter?" It was Aunt Mei's voice, "Are you at home?" ”

Worst!

Peter began to panic. He could almost imagine Aunt May's reaction to seeing a pair of twin-like Peter Parkers fighting in the bedroom, maybe she'd go straight into shock, maybe even trigger some terrible heart disease.

But unexpectedly, when he looked directly into the eyes of the other "Peter" in front of him, he also saw the same panic and worry in the eyes of the other party as himself.

"Peter?"

Aunt Mei walked up the stairs to the second floor, knocked on the door a few times but no one answered, but she was very sure that she had just heard something on the second floor. She thought for a moment and pushed the door open.

She saw her nephew standing in the middle of the bedroom with a blue and purple face, covered in mud and a large hole in the knee of his jeans.

"Oh my God, Peter!" She stepped forward in surprise and touched her nephew's face, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"I ...... Well...... Fell. ”

The old lady looked at him suspiciously from head to toe.

“...... Very hard blowing. Peter touched his head and added, "I rolled down the slope behind Mrs. Christina's house......"

"Oh my God. I'm going to look for the medicine kit. ”

"No, Aunt Mei, really. I am fine...... I mean, it's nice for me to take a break. Actually, I wasn't as bad as I looked. ”

"Okay then." Aunt Mei sighed and touched his head lovingly, "Be careful when you walk next time." ”

"Well, I will."

"Then you do your homework first." Aunt Mei exited the room, "I'll call you again when dinner is ready." ”

"Okay. Love you, Aunt May. ”

The door was closed from the outside, and Aunt Mei's footsteps gradually faded down the stairs. Peter let out a long sigh of relief, and he turned around, and the other Peter had crawled back into the room through the window—he had been glued to the wall outside the window as he spoke.

"All right, now," the two Peters looked at each other, "where have we just been?" ”

(Thanks to the book friend Shadow Biography, God-class battleship, and AsinauuKi for the 500 starting coins, and the book friend Sword Rain for the 100 starting coins!) ）