After tripping over a few more things in the dark, I finally reach my desk. In spandex is always around the corner to stop people like the “Shadow King.” Or so I thought until the heroes started dropping like flies.īack to my messy apartment. It’s hard to be noticed here because our city has the highest citizen to hero ratio in the country, meaning that some dude To come out at night so I leave it up to the big, bad, charismatic guys. They’re the ones those newspapers go crazy about to get action shots of for their front page. Shaking hands, kissing babies, the whole shebang.

I say real because they are the ones who are My name is Calvin Carter, and typically, my nights are spent relaxing and leaving the “late shift” hero work to the real heroes. “It was almost as if…” I mumbled to myself, “he just came out of the shadows.”

Who I had no idea existed before tonight. They just announced that another hero was taken down by this so-called “Shadow King” Before all the power went out, I was watching the news. Blindly looking for my flashlight in the darkness makes me really wish I had a flashlight right about now. As the anxiety grows, I beginĪ desperate search for a flashlight I have one around here somewhere.

It takes me a moment to pull my gaze away from the window, but I eventually turn away slowly and face towards the mess that is my studio apartment. My legs begin to shake and my palms are sweaty I All the lights in the city are off and the only thing illuminating it is the faint glow of the moon above. I have a pretty good view of what’s going on from my apartment on the twentieth floor, but that Looking out my window, I watch as the lights of the city flicker out one by one.

Beyond shadow of any doubt this