The full moon had fallen over the New York, and so had fear.

A large, half-human half-wolf hybrid had been running rampant in the city, destroying buildings, on the hunt for fresh blood. Naturally, Miles went after it, chasing it through the city.

Weakening it was a chore, its durability and strength superhuman, but he's Spiderman, and Spiderman always gets the job done. But as the dawn rises and it's fur recedes, revealing the person underneath. Miles' eyes widen. An unconscious you.