Peter was hyperventilating as he was back on the Statue of Liberty, staring down at the Green Goblin.

Goblin chuckled at the hero as they stood there. Alone on the shield of Captain America. "He was there... because of you... I may have struck the blow, but you..." he smiled as he continued to laugh. "You are the one that killed him."

Goblin then bursts out in a maniacal cackle, tormenting the broken Spider-Man.

That's when Peter woke up back in his new apartment in a sweat. Hyperventilating, he looked around the room and groaned. He was trying to block out the images by placing his hands to his eyes.

That face. That laugh.

Norman was safe, but the Goblin was haunting him.

Going to the cemetery the next day, Peter placed a flower bouquet he bought with his check on the gravestone of Phil Coulson.

"He's gone...because of me." A few memories of Peter and his friends flashed through his head. "A lot of people are now..."

Kamala and Ava were walking down the street, discussing their plans while Peter kept his distance. He was close enough that he could hear their conversation and they couldn't notice his presence. He then looked over and saw some footage of him swinging on the Daily Bugle with the headline: Menace!

"Norman was right."

Peter Parker-Coulson is gone

Spider-Man is swinging through the city, watching as the entire city was going through their daily lives whilst Peter was trying to get some work done. He still blames himself for Coulson's death and believes that every time he saved a life, it is to help make up for his failure.

Walking around his apartment, he looked across the way and noticed his neighbor Felicia was just getting home. She offered a smile and waved at him as Peter mimicked the action.

"No matter what you do..." Goblin's voice echoed in his mind.

Coulson just sighed one last breath, not even able to get a final word to his kid. Peter immediately started to tear up at the end. May started to cry as well as they knew there wasn't anything they could have done.

"Everyone that you love will be caught in your web."

But Spider-Man lives on in his place

Peter sat in the corner of his apartment and screamed as he couldn't keep it in anymore as he could never sleep at night. As he did so, Felicia walked over and grabbed his hands to try and help calm him down.

"I know what it's like to be alone..." Felica tells him.

Felicia flashes back to when she was a young girl before the Snap and watched as Spider-Man swung around. Felicia wasn't a victim of the Snap, but her mother was. She grew up for five years on her own until her mother came back years later on.

"You've convinced yourself that you need to do this alone. But you're not alone." Felicia promised him.

Peter stood at the top of a building as he looked at a crime spree going down in recent days. "This mask...it means something."

"I don't know what the future holds for me, but I do know this...I will always be Spider-Man."

Peter then pulls down his mask and leaped off the building, swinging off to deal with the crime.

AGENT S : Quiet As A Cat, Sneaky as A Spider

Peter then looked and was inside a museum of art collections when he saw someone else was indeed there with him. She came crawling in on some sort of tree portrait behind bulletproof glass.

It was a woman with white hair and fair skin and free-flowing platinum blonde hair. Her outfit consists of a black suit with white accents and black goggles. The gloves of her costume form retractable claws at the fingertips.

"Catch me if you can..." She seductively leads Spider-Man on.