And An Itsy-Bitsy Spider Fell Down the Rabbit Hole
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Peter was falling.
Not literally of course, as its kinda hard to fall when you've been strapped to a table for an indeterminable amount of time, writhing in agony.
But it sure felt like he was falling.
Down, down, down and right out of his mind.
But the worst part is, he doesn't even think he minds anymore (at least it might make everything stop).
Or, Peter gets bit by a Spider, Norman finds out immediately, and our favorite web-slinger's backstory takes a few wrong turns and Peter loses his mind.
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