||Please relax and try to clear your mind||, Stacy's gentle monotone says, extending a tentacle to prick Ben's arm with a needle. In moments, any emotions lingering in his mind will begin to fuzz out.

Once that's complete, the memories filter back into his mind.

Ben's life as he knew it was about to end, but how that would come about was about to change.

One moment, he stood outside a room awaiting his fate. He entered when called, seeing the beginnings of a news report that exposed the identity of an 'alien menace'. Him?

No. What would have been disaster for his secret became disaster for the world, as a swarm of formidable bug creatures swooped in from every side. The reporter on location was ripped to shreds. The studio erupted in flames.

Ben moved, preparing to call on his powers to stop the swarm. He tried valiantly that day, but they were coming too fast and too strong. Dying screams filled the air, a sharp sound rushing toward his ear when an extremely bright light began to cloud his vision.

In the last flicker of consciousness, he was in a dark room on a metal table, being held down by figures that were too hard to make out.

Then, everything faded back to darkness. The memory ends.