bad dreams...
*Peter slept in his bed tossing and turning as he as spoke under his breathe* i'm sorry.....i'm so sorry....my fault......Gwen....Harry....Norman.....my fault they died......*tosses and turns and begins to whimper*i....i...failed them.....they died because of me........*whimpers and tears up in his sleep*....i....failed them....
-Parker Romanoff Signing off
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