"I..." Peter stood there, with his jaw open, frozen. He wasn't and old guy, but...underpants and a mask? And he had the same name? What the hell was this? Was that...him? Him from the future? Him from an alternate universe?

But why did it have to be him? Maybe...maybe it really was someone with the same name. It's not like there weren't already thousands of people also putting on their pajamas to go and fright crime. It was possible.

He just had the sinking feeling that even if it was possible, it wasn't likely.

"I...I don't...I'm not an old guy, I don't know...how can I know if I'm some guy from another universe?"