Wiped Out

Midnight.

Lane sat by himself on the rooftop of a building and silently gazed at the full moon that hung in the sky. Beside him was the same photo frame from before.

It was the photo frame seen previously in the revenge squad's garage base. Lane took it out from the garage and kept it with him.

The night breeze brought a chill toward Lane. It seemed as if a thought occurred to him as he suddenly held up the picture frame and wiped its surface. 

As one of the most prosperous cities on earth, the scenic view of the moon and the starry night sky in New York City had long become something that only existed in memory. Lane still had faint memories of gazing at the starry night sky as a child.

These days, the starry nightscape had been replaced by neon lights. Still, Lane continued to gaze into the tranquil night sky as countless thoughts flashed across his pensive eyes.

"Lane, I knew you'd be here."