"My name is Gwen. Gwen Stacy, and at this very moment in time.. I'm falling to my death" Everythis is a blur, Gwen is falling, her eyes gazing up to Peter in fear, Peter is falling down after her, the clang of gears clashing around them. And all Gwen could think of, was the eary quiet she heard. everything around her was falling in slow motien. the earth fallen into a slow motien daze. And then she knew it. This, not oxfard, not oscorp, not Peter... this was her fate.