Peter was going to have a talk with the mental asylum in New York. Not only did Glenn Beck make Peter and Lexi face their most horrible fears, but he didn't have the decency to turn on the lights! Peter ran in to a few walls and stubbed his toes on so many corners he thought about just kneeling over and dying right there! He kept calling her name, praying she did what Peter was supposed to do, and lose all mental stability... As if he wasn't already feeling guilty... then he heard her voice, and he stopped dead in his tracks, obeying her orders. His senses couldn't see that much, but he could hear rather well, and tell that Lexi was coming right for him. She asked Peter the question, but he didn't care right now. He grabbed her and hugged her close, not saying anything for a while. All the things he faced earlier were finally taking its toll on him. "He's taken care of. Webbed up in some room... Are you alright?" He asked her, his voice breaking a bit as he did.