Peter remembered the way Doctor Strange looked at him with those pitiful and sad eyes. Peter didn't want to lose everything he'd worked so hard on, but if he didn't the world would collapse and he'd lose everything anyway. The doctor started the spell and everyone not of his world started disappearing in a flash of gold, but then something happened. Doctor Strange looked panicked and confused as his hands waved around faster, seemingly trying to fix or stop something.

That's when Peter felt himself being ripped apart on a molecular scale, the pain practically unbearable. He hadn't even felt himself screaming until he couldn't breathe anymore. Everything suddenly unfocused before going black completely and the last he saw was a panicked and confused MJ and Ned.

–

Peter was screaming again, but this time he could only attempt to breathe in a weird green goo. He flailed around in the liquid until his limbs met glass. Feeling this, he didn't hesitate and started punching it, desperate to get out. The glass shattered and he was unceremoniously spilled out onto the cold floor of a lab.

The first thing that came to mind was the smell. Then the realization that he was only in a pair of boxers. Peter sprang up, or rather attempted to. He hadn't realized how weak he was until that moment. His stomach cramping and growling and glass shards stabbing into his exposed skin made the moment even worse. Feebly, he crawled across the frigid floor and to a chair with a white lab coat laid on the back. Seeing the coat, he quickly grabbed it, seeking its warmth.

He was tired… and hungry… and overwhelmed. Then his head suddenly throbbed with a sharp pain. Peter gasped for air as he curled in on himself, hands gripping his head. His vision became blurry with stars and spots before it once again went black and he fell into a fitful, dreamless sleep.

–

Peter woke up once again in the lab, but this time free from the glass tube. Now he was extremely hungry and began to wonder if he'd die from starvation. He picked himself up off the floor and wandered out of the empty lab and into the unknown.

After a bit, he found what looked to be a lounge area equipped with water bottles and snack bars. Without hesitation, Peter scarfed down the snack bars, that he now learned were stale, and a bottle of the lukewarm water. Only once he felt satisfied was Peter able to realize the disgusting state he was in; dried/drying mysterious green goo, blood, dirt, and whatever he had managed to pick up on his trip to find food covered him head to toe.

'Ew ew ew ew' Peter practically chanted as he once again wandered around to find anything to wash himself with.

It didn't take long to find a changing area fitted with a washroom and clothes haphazardly strewn about. It took even less time for Peter to strip out of the dirty clothes and into the showers. Although he became seriously disappointed when the warm water only lasted a few minutes before going cold. Peter quickly dried, threw on the cleanest clothes he could find, and went to explore some more.

That's when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His brown hair suddenly had a white streak in the middle of it and his brown eyes were now green, but not the average green, they were uncanny… unnatural. His hand reached up to touch his face.

'This can't be right' he thought. 'That's right, I'm still sleeping. Snug as a bug… and- and when I wake up I'll be at home. With… with Aunt May… who's… dead. There's no one left for me to go back to.' Peter shakily breathed out. His whole body beginning to tremble, eyes watering, and mind lose focus. He slid to the floor and desperately tried to keep down the food he'd only just eaten. The sound of dry heaving and sobbing filled the room accompanied by fits of coughing. Finally Peter couldn't fight it back and vomited on the floor followed by gagging and more coughing. Snot dripped from his nose and tears streamed freely.

Time passed and the only sound in the washroom was some quiet sniffles and hiccups. Peter was once again tired, hungry, and overwhelmed. He didn't bother to leave the room and instead laid down in another spot and quickly fell asleep. Unfortunately, this time his sleep was plagued with indiscernible nightmares.