The spider-sense didn't warn him of danger. It warned him of opportunity . Peter looked past Ock’s mechanical arm. He saw the woman—safe now—pointing a trembling finger at the balcony’s edge. At a loose, sparking electrical cable from a shattered patio lamp, whipping in the puddle of rain.
The city was a smudge of wet neon below him. Rain, cold and insistent, plastered the red and blue of his suit to his skin, but Peter Parker didn’t feel it. He felt the weight of the concrete block he was carrying. Not the physical one—that was easy—but the invisible one crushing his sternum. The one with the words Rent. Tuition. Aunt May. Mary Jane’s wedding. spider man 2 2004 39
Then he was there.