"Apparently sir," said Justin as he looked up the clipboard in hand, "The spider that had bitten the two children and killed was 00 Arachnid specimen,"
Norman stared out the large window in his office. "Harry shows up and something turns into crap. What a shocker," he grumbled, not looking at his assistant.
Justin continues reading the reports on the clipboard, "The boy bitten on the hand was Peter Parker and the girl on the back of her neck was Nova Parker."
"The Parkers?" Osborn turned and snatched the clipboard from his assistant, "Both Parkers?"
"Y-yes sir," Justin stuttered.
"With our specimen?" He flipped the pages of the report.
"Yes sir…"
"Why wasn't it in containment?" he growled, glaring at the nervous blond young man.
"We-we are checking on that sir…" Justin said, sweat running down his back and stiffed as a board.
A few days earlier, Norman was showing Justin his new successful experiment and explained the Greek mythology behind the story of Arachnid. Until a phone call interrupted Osborn's train of thought, leaving Justin to deal with the freshly contaminated specimen. He recalls tossing it back into its container but did not bother closing its containment. For he was occupied catching up with his boss.
Justin gulped witnessing the fury in Norman's eyes.
"Damn it!" yelled Osborn, as he slammed the clipboard on his desk, "Fire everyone on that floor where the specimen was held! Including the cleaning crew and floor manager! I want them all gone in an hour!"
"Y-Yes, sir…" Justin quickly said as he made his way out. Relieved that Norman did not remember yesterday.
Osborn then turned towards the window again, "Justin!" he called one last time.
"Yes sir?" the young man halted at the doorway, his heart racing in his chest.
"Order the Parkers a giant fruit basket," he said, glaring out the window, "The biggest one you can find. Also, pick up their hospital bills while you're at it. Just in case they try to sue us. Oh, and one more thing," he glared at the blond man, "Get me, Shaw, I got a task for him to do,"
Justin gulped, "Y-yes sir," and left the room.
As Norman was finally alone in his office, he sat down in his chair and moaned, "This could not get any worse."
Soon the intercom buzzed, "Mr. Osborn, Nick Fury is online to speak to you about the ongoing experiment for S.H.I.E.L.D,"