“Cain? Mr. Vigilante? Are you still alive out there?” The lights had gone out in the warehouse, but between the daylight streaming in from the newly formed hole in the back wall and the flames all around, there was just enough light to cause the shadows to dance all around him. The warehouse’s fire sprinkler system had engaged and water poured down upon him as if it was the tears of the crying emoji there to laugh at his current state. The voice he heard came from the front, from where the rocket had originated. It was a male voice that was unfamiliar to him, but also was definitely not there to help. It was full of contempt and murderous intentions towards him.
“Come now Cain, there’s no need to hide,” said the murderous voice. “If you’re still alive out there then let us know.
