Mary Jane Watson took a deep breath and tried not to look at her watch again. This field trip was supposed to be a break from the boring lectures and dragging minutes of school. Harry Osborne was very happy to show off his dad's company, even though he clearly had no idea what was going on and all the staff looked at him like a lost puppy who just peed on the carpet. Luckily, he stayed behind the tour guide trying to work charm into a sly grin he gave the female members of the class. He wasn't that bad when he wasn't trying so hard.
"Uh," a shaky voice coughed from behind her. "Could I take a picture of you for the school paper?"
She turned to see a boy about her height, which made him kind of short, holding a camera and smiling nervously at her. Paul, no Perry, something that started with a 'P', she should know this. Aside from being quiet and having tape on the bridge of his glasses, he was kind of cute.
"Really?" She smiled at him and she swore his knees trembled a little.
"Yeah," he held up his camera just to make sure she saw it. "The great mighty Oscorp needs photos."
"Ok," she laughed and held up her guidebook.
He snapped off a couple of photos as she posed with it, pretending to read it and then looking astonished at some nearby equipment. Her eyes caught movement by the camera. Without thinking she reached out and swatted at it. He flinched and took a step back.
"Sorry," she laughed as he bumped a table.
There was a sharp pain in her hand. She looked down to see a huge spider, almost the size of her palm, attached to her by its fangs. Her brain wouldn't accept what she was seeing. It was unlike any spider she had ever seen before. Instead of smashing it against the nearest table she moved her hand up closer to her face. She could see swirls of red and blue along the black carapace. Was it the light playing along the surface or was it natural.
Her vision began to fog and she felt the weight of the world press down upon her.
