GREY CARTER.

OMNISCIENT'S POV.

In an underground Club, music can be heard blaring from the speakers and dancers can be seen whinnying themselves on the pole giving the horny men in the club a show with their seductive dancing and explosive lingeries.

Cigarette smoke can be sighted here and there. Some men by the corner can be seen sniffing a whitish substance from the paper passed to them.

Moans can be heard from another corner as some men do pleasurable things to the waitresses going around and serving them drinks.

Meanwhile, In a concealed office, behind a huge desk sat a masked guy. A different type of mask this time, but with the Skull diagram drawn on it.

A lit cigarette was in his mouth and smoke can be seen coming out from his nostril and mouth.

He was finally relaxed in his swivel chair facing the wall and backing his desk. He was fully dressed in his signature Color.

" Black".

The door burst open and in came his second in command, A stoic and disciplined man in his