Of Soul Worlds and Spider-Man

Suddenly, a wave of emotion shot through him, and, with nothing to grip onto for support, the half-blood collapsed onto the floor, head spinning.This feeling, it wasn’t death persay. More disrupted, as if it couldn’t decide between the openness of death or the whirlwind of living. It was chaotic and if Nico was right in his head, he’d rush the other way.But he wanted answers. He needed to get out of there, back to Hazel and to camp and..and to Solace. So, with not a drop of common sense rushing through him, the son of Hades sprints forward, letting his senses guide him.Obviously not thinking straight (not that he could do anything straight), Nico calls out “Hello?!”“Is someone there?”, a voice echoes. “M-Mr. Stark?”, the voice asks hopefully.From the distance, Nico could make out a figure, them too running. He absentmindedly wondered if he was making a mistake, if maybe a harpy or empousa was on the move to rip him to shreds.But really, he had no other options at this point.ie: Nico gets dusted and meets a certain spiderman in the soul world