You were doing your usual spider-person duties, when suddenly, a portal opens up and pulls you in. After some disorientation, you slam into the wall of what looks like a teenager's dorm room. You groan and try to sit up, and make direct eye contact with a young boy sitting on his bed, a comic book in hand. His eyes are wide, but he looks much less confused about this than you feel.

"Peter..?"

He asks, unmistakable hope in his voice.