Washington 2010. Two hooded silhouettes dove into the lively streets of the city amongst thousands of citizens and tourists. They strode close to the shadows, concealing themselves from anything that might provoke them. Their faces were buried in the torn fabric of their hoods, shielding their eyes to glimpse at what the vibrant city street offers. They were playing the game of cat and mouse but unfortunately, the odds were not in their favour. After walking for what seemed like hours in the same direction, they curtly and abruptly turned into an uninviting alleyway. The alleyway was a gap between two modern buildings and held no welcome to any human as it had already been claimed by pests. No mere human eye could see the ending of the gap; it seemed to stretch far out into the horizon. Here the two humans gently laid their backs against the roughness of the building, taking in the setting before them. One of the two tilted forward and gently whispered to the other like little school children sharing their secrets. There they stood, just two dark silhouettes in the depth of the alleyway, blending into the surroundings around them. The pair was then joined by three tall figures, all clothed in black. They stood just metres apart, the newcomers taking in their surroundings. All was quiet except for the patter of clawed feet scraping against the metal bins or the odd sound of traffic lights bleeping their usual noise. The five figures talked amongst each other. To a stranger's eye this would be seen as a gang of kids planning their graffiti artwork on the neighbouring walls. With a flick of wrist, a gun shot out of a hand pocket and was focused on the two cowering hooded silhouettes. With two bangs, they crumbled and toppled on each other, a soulless look on each other's face. With an abrupt twist of the heel, the three figures strode into the bustling crowd of Antano, never to look back.