Panic Room (Song-fic)

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My first song-fic, please, don't be to harsh on me! Give me your opinions! -Alex

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Peter Parker woke up, feeling dizzy. His Spider Sense told him that something was wrong. What was going on?

Hell raising, hair raising

I'm ready for the worst

So frightening, face whitening

Fear that you can't reverse

He looked around to see if somebody could help him. Not a sound.

"KAREN? Are you there?" He asked, but nobody respond.

My phone has no signal

It's making my skin crawl

Something was definitely wrong. His IA wasn't responding, and that was never good. But she was going to alert Mr Stark. Right?

The silence is so loud

The lights spark and flicker

A single light was standing, slightly swinging, flashing a bit. It was scary and it was bringing bad, really, really bad memories.

With monsters much bigger

Than I can control now

He was uncontrollably shaking, the memories taking over his head. The blood, the screams, the pain. He couldn't bear it. He needed help.

Welcome to the panic room

Where all your darkest fears are gonna

Come for you, come for you

He tried to breath as he was feeling a panic attack coming. Not now, not now he thought.

Welcome to the panic room

You'll know I wasn't joking

When you see them too, see them too

Welcome to the panic room

What was Mr Stark saying when he was having a panic attack, again?

Breath

Everything is ok

You're fine

You're save

But, was he?

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He still tried to breath, shacking more than before. Where was he, and what was he doing here? But most importantly, how did he get here?

Still waiting, hands shaking

Maybe the coast will clear

But these voices, these strange noises

They followed me in here

He jumped, hearing a sound, but it was just the light that squeaked. My god, he was turning paranoid.

My phone has no signal

It's making my skin crawl

The silence is so loud

The lights spark and flicker

Peter was about five or six years old. The lights were no where to be seen, poor Peter, he was terribly scared of the dark. He saw the monsters in his nightmares crawling to life.

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