Hero Report

Hurricane slowly removed Vanessa Varian’s blindfold and smiled at her with uncertainty in his eyes. “Tell me, what have you learned so far about the murders?”

Vanessa squinted and looked around. “Hurricane?  What are we doing here?” She slowly moved her hands, surprised at the lack of bindings. “Was I kidnapped?” Her brow furrowed with confusion, and she looked up at the windy superhero.

“I brought you here for safety, but that’s beside the point.  What do you know so far about the murders in city hall?” His tone was slightly panicked as he stepped away from her to allow her to rise from the too-small wooden chair that looked stolen from an elementary or middle school.

 

“It’s not wise to let someone like that know your name.”

The villagers milled around the injured young traveler.  None rushed to aid him, nor did they speak to him or otherwise acknowledge his existence.  He called for help, and they ignored him, save to watch his blood slowly leave his body.  He reached to grip at his bleeding hip and snarled.  He held it tightly as he slowly rose.  Every move sent ringing shocks through his body.

Pound.  Pound.