Itβs a big city, I canβt be everywhere. But they donβt know where I am. We have a signal now, for when Iβm needed. But when that light hits the sky, itβs not just a call. Itβs a warning... To them. Fear... is a tool. They think Iβm hiding in the shadows... But I am, the shadows.
Monday, october 31st. The city streets are crowded for the holiday. even with the rain. hidden in the chaos is the element, waiting to strike like snakes. and Iβm there too. watching. Two years of nights have turned me into a nocturnal animal. I must choose my targets carefully.