An unknown location, presumably an underpass.
Two hours after midnight.
A group of youths have their few cans of red paint and paintbrushes ready in order to scrawl their messages on an off-white wall.
Two of them actually paint the messages, while the remaining two serve as lookouts.
With quick strokes of their brushes, the two painters complete their expression of defiance to the establishment in under two minutes.
The two lookouts then spot two roving constabulary officers, who immediately catch them in the act.
In the chaos that ensues, the painters leave their “tools of the trade” behind, using their own Heisbilis scrolls to dash out of the scene with no problem at all.
And the two lookouts? They go toe-to-toe with the officers, and after much struggling, they both knock them o
