Pokerface - Lady Gaga

Evey walked out of the bar, looking around at the various drunkards staggering away towards their respective homes, attempting to beat the curfew. She was in no rush, she knew what kind of men lurked around after these hours. Of course, there were the usual shady characters; gangsters and fingermen, but for towards those specific individuals she showed no concern. It was for a certain man whom she knew was watching over her that she longed to run into. For him, she would brave the dark. She had run away over a month ago, leaving V to himself in the desolate yet beautiful shadow gallery.

But was that what she had really wished for him? To be alone? No. Not after what she realized.

A shuffle of metal above her head…she looked up. A flash of shadow and nothing more.