"My name is… Halfday."
"You have got to be kidding me right now."
By all means, the individual who introduced himself as Halfday did not look menacing at all. The color of his suit was bright; mellow, but bright. And like his name suggests, it almost seemed like the afternoon sky; almost like a painting, especially now since they were in a dark alley.
Everything just felt… surreal.
Unfortunately for Dorothy and the others, they did not really have any time to appreciate the surrealness of it all as they recovered from their mild stupor; all of them, now on high alert as they stared at Halfday.
"You said… you're a part-time supervillain?" Jake asked as he stepped forward; his now silver skin, reflecting the bright blue and orange outfit of the person in front of him. Jake made sure to completely cover Dorothy as he started asking his questions to the ominous stranger,
"And you said that you're the Dark Alley Butcher?"
