Leo sat in the dark of his workshop. The only light was the blue glow of the Wii’s disc slot. He didn’t cry this time either. But he did something he hadn’t done in ten years.

This was new.

He drove six hours back to his childhood home. The garbage bag was still there, dustier, sadder. He took the Wii, the power brick, the sensor bar, and the cracked case of The Amazing Spider-Man . He drove home in silence.

He rebooted. The Wii menu appeared. He clicked into the Data Management screen.

The save menu reappeared.

The fight began. The Lizard moved differently. Faster. Angrier. The old tricks didn’t work. Leo dodged, webbed, leaped. His thumbs remembered every button from childhood. But the Lizard kept coming.