Mark Smith read the letter he had received, and looked out over the city he had been directed to go to. He did have to wonder what had happened - the city was pretty much deserted, and there wasn't even a criminal to be found.
I must have ate something, or the mayor must be smoking something, Smith thought with mild bemusement, and formed platforms of light that he then stepped on and caused the platforms to float himself across the city. Something very odd was going on.
"There is no such thing as coincidence, only inevitability" - xxxHoLiC
"Justice? But I don't serve justice, Watson, I serve the truth." - Sherlock Holmes