She was falling.
Gwen, my hope, was falling to her death. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion, paining me. Fear filled her eyes as her blonde hair wiped wildly and parts of the clock tower fell with her. Despite everything though, something about her seemed peaceful.
My spider sense was going off like an alarm as my webbing reached out for her. I got to save her. Got to catch her before it's too late.
I got to.
I got to. Her eyes closed.
The web grabbed her just a few feet above the ground as I grabbed onto a pole sticking out to stop our fall. Did it! I stuck the web to the pole as I jumped down to Gwen.
As soon as I got down to her I saw her eyes still closed and her body was limp. At the sight I filled with fear.
"Gwen?"