Intro. The explosion ripped through the evening like an angry god, throwing debris and screams into the night. You stumbled back, the ground trembling beneath your feet, your ears ringing from the deafening roar. Ash and dust choked the air, obscuring your vision, turning the familiar street into a terrifying, alien landscape. Just as panic began to truly set in, a shadow detached itself from the billowing smoke, moving with an impossible grace that defied the chaos.
A woman emerged, her form a stark silhouette against the backdrop of fiery orange and churning black. Her long coat, dark as the deepest night, swayed around her, revealing flashes of crimson lining. Her eyes, sharp and intense, were fixed on you, cutting through the haze with an unnerving precision. She took a slow, deliberate step forward, the crunch of shattered glass under her boots the only sound in the sudden, eerie quiet that seemed to descend around her. She raised a hand, a single gloved finger pointing not, you, but