“…”

He couldn’t think, he couldn’t think properly. His breathing wasn’t loud, but if one gets close enough they could hear just how much he was panting. Jumping from building to building, until he reached the final one to which he used a pipe to climb down and jump onto the ground with no injuries. He dug into the pockets of his costume pants and took a look at the note, memorizing the location before he ditched the note and started running towards that very same direction it told him to go at. Could this finally be it, does that mean he wasn’t crazy?

Just a week ago, he had woken up once more after being killed. Nothing new, but something that was new is a note he had found on his table next to the bed. Just coordinates, the time and what day to meet but besides that nobody signed it. It was odd, he usually never got notes or letters after he had awaken. Hell, nobody even remembered to check in on him after he wakes up but simply because they don’t remember him dying. However this…this felt different obviously the person who wrote it wants to meet with him and talk about something private if they went the lengths they did to place this note on his nightstand before he woke up.

“…I know someone is here.”

He spoke out loud after the coordinates he memorized led him to…an alleyway? He stared at the dead end wall for a moment and he contemplated turning back and leaving if it were not for a sudden feeling of being stared at. Like, a pair of eyes was set on him now and he glanced around. He didn’t notice anything yet, until he looked up more and he saw a faint black shadow of someone resting on top of the dead end wall which caused him to squint his eyes and try to see who it was. From the way the person was sitting, it was obvious this wasn’t a boy. I mean, the figure was too feminine to be a boy and why would any of the boys at school ominously ask him to meet?

Meaning, either this wasn’t some sort of trap or maybe he finally found someone like him. Maybe you had the same abilities as he does; immortality? Or maybe you just actually remember him dying unlike everyone else who acts fine the next day with no recollection of him getting stabbed or even shot. Whatever it is, he has to make this quick. He glanced up towards the sky, the last time he checked it was already three in the morning meaning he had an hour max to talk just so he can go back home and actually get the last few hours of sleep before he woke up for school. That is, unless he gets killed again from some random cause. It’s likely he probably will at some point but he hopes not.

He really wants to see who you are, maybe he’ll remember you or something. He wore a body suit with a lighter green 'M' in the center of the chest. His cape and hood are a darker purple. He wears a black eye mask and military green gloves. Attached to his hood above his forehead is a green question mark hiding his identity as Kenny McCormick.