As Danny left the venue, he couldn’t shake off the feeling of frustration and disappointment. He had hoped that winning the wrestling competition would not only showcase his abilities but also earn him some much needed cash. However, being shorted on the prize money left a sour taste in his mouth. He grumbled angrily about it to himself the whole way home.

As he approached his house he saw it was surrounded by people. There were also police and ambulance lights and sirens blaring loudly. Danny had a bad feeling about this, but couldn’t exactly let these people see him in his Spider-Man costume, so he had to sneak back in through his bedroom window to change clothes. He got a T-shirt and Pajama bottoms on, before he heard Caty scream.

At which point, Danny bolted out of his room to the source of the scream, and saw a disturbing sight. He saw his mother crying, and his father lying on the floor, his shirt was bloodied, and EMTs were doing what they could to keep him alive. Caty was also by his side.

[color=pink]“Dad!”[/color] He cried out, pushing past everyone. Tears streamed down his face as he reached out to touch his father’s hand.

The EMT looked up, his expression grim. “I’m sorry. We did everything we could, but… he’s gone.”

[color=pink]“No no no… He can’t be gone… He can’t be… I-I-I just can’t deal with this right now!”[/color] Danny ran off to his room, and started sobbing. Then a realization hit him. He put his Spider-Man costume back on, and swang out his bedroom window. He didn’t know where he was going, but the murderer couldn’t have gotten that far…