It was the gloomiest night, and the most perfect time.
Jesse waited at the opening of the tunnel that led to the Fallout Zone from the suburbs of the Sixth Wall City. A fleet of black cars, carrying his subject, drove through, and as soon as Jesse caught sight of the front headlights from a short distance away, he emerged from the shadows and stood in front of the cars.
The driver, seeing a human figure suddenly jumping out from the side, steered the car away and pressed the brakes in a hurry but ended up swerving and crashing into the wall of the tunnel.
The four cars behind the first car stopped too, as men in black spilled out of them. But Jesse had prepared beforehand; he was dressed in the same uniform as the rest of them. So amidst the darkness and the bright, scattered light from the headlights, he immediately blended in, morphing his body stature to be just like theirs.
