‘ nice mask. ’ flicker of electric blue was quick, fleeting, then out of peripheral vision. the scene was normal, centred in the middle of the bustling city alight with the news of the hero killer’s arrest. tragic. he lifted hands to his mouth, cupping around his cigarette but lacking a lighter, still, when his hands came away he breathed out a toxic plume, the smoke lit. ‘ been told i could do with one of those myself. ’ @quirkxnstxin.









