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"I got you, Spidey," Johnny said, putting on a brave face and trying desperately not to look at the piece of rebar in his best friend's side.
"Reed? There's good news and bad news— the good news is, I found him. The bad news is, he's bleeding like crazy. What the hell do I do?" Johnny's voice hitched.
"Johnny, breathe. Can you get him out of there?" Reed's voice sounded too calm for this.
"What part of bleeding like crazy don't you understand?! He won't make it to the building!"
"I can see the feed from your suit…you have to cauterize the wound."
"You want me to burn him?"
"If you want him to live."
"I'm so sorry, bud," he rambled, not even sure if the other could hear him.
The scream and the smell of burning flesh would haunt Johnny long after Peter had left the Baxter building.