Spill and the Spider” Today, Peter Parker is a photographer aboard a skimmer, the Lady Sabrina. The boat was recruited to help retrieve the oil from the water’s surface, as dark clouds gather overhead. He feels sick and sad. Fumes and brown globs cover its waters. After a terrible oil spill, boats have gathered to help. “My spider sense,” he thinks, “keeps buzzing, as though there’s some form of danger all around! And these gases give me a terrible headache! Compared to this, web slinging in New York City is a breath of fresh air!” “Storms are bringing wind speed up several knots,” remarks the captain next to Peter. He is scrubbing a brown pelican with detergent. “Glad we are heading back to shore.” “Wish these pictures had better news,” says Peter. “I hope, when people see this, they will not forget,” says Captain Steven, shaking his head. “Trouble with the radio, Captain Steven!” says a crewman. “No signal going out.” “Looks like we have company,” says Captain Steven. “Tha