New Manifestations of Spider-Sense

Strange looked rather strange at the moment. His body was actually transparent! A ghost? A spirit? Could Strange already be... Peter shrank into the corner of the bed in fright, clutching his little blanket and trembling. "Someone wants to see you one last time," Strange said dejectedly, as though something very bad had happened. Sensing that Strange was in a bad mood, Peter wisely refrained from making any quips. He put down the blanket and stopped fooling around. One last time. Clearly, the other person was about to die.