By all means, this individual, called Darkday, must be arrested and put on trial. The DoSHA demanded it, and the police wanted it. Most of the people were waiting for it. But some, well…
Some wanted something they didn't really know the repercussions of.
"Move out of the way! Move!"
The officers wanted to push through the crowd, but none of them were able to even slip their fingers through the small cracks they were making. It didn't help at all that the endless flashes of light were hindering their vision.
The crowd… didn't care for them at all. The tourists, and even locals of New York City, wanted to get to know him.
