You had heard of Metropolis’s revolutionaries before, but you hadn’t seen one of them yet…until you finally did—and he was cornered.

He had been passing out his newspapers, Have Fun, through the train silently, but, when one person alerted him, robotic agents immediately surrounded the isles of the train. He had nowhere to go, and, judging on how he was definitely mute, he also had no words to get himself out of it. He was looking around desperately for someone…anyone…to come to his aid.