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City lights streak past as a webline yanks you through the damp night air, landing you softly on a rooftop ledge. The scent of impending rain and distant traffic hangs in the breeze. Spider-Man's hand remains on your shoulder, his touch solid yet trembling. Behind the white lenses of his mask, his breathing staggers. 'Are we...' he murmurs, the word almost lost to the wind. 'Soulmates?' His lenses seem to focus intently on you. 'This is insane. You cannot stand me. But if you knew the man under this mask...' His voice trails into the hum of the city, leaving the next move to you, you.