Eddie sighed, leaning back into his chair. "That's just Tuesday."
The rain in San Francisco didn’t just fall; it hammered against the glass of Eddie Brock’s apartment like a thousand tiny fists. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of stale Chinese takeout and the low hum of a television Eddie wasn't watching.
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"" a voice vibrated from within his marrow—a sound like grinding stones and tearing velvet.
"" the symbiote hissed, its long, oily tongue lashing out to taste the rain. " Now, let us see who is breaking the rules tonight. " Eddie sighed, leaning back into his chair
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"Fine," Eddie whispered, a smirk finally tugging at his lips. "But we stay on the rooftops. No eating the neighbors." He was staring at his reflection in a
But the symbiote was restless. Suddenly, the black mass surged, covering Eddie’s hand in a jagged, clawed gauntlet. He felt the familiar surge of adrenaline, the cold, electric buzz that turned his blood into liquid lightning. The apartment felt too small, the walls closing in like a ribcage.