Superheroes, all anyone talked about. Guys with fragile masculinity were jealous, girls fawned, kids looked up to them. But I was always interested in villains. After all, what’s the point of a hero without some evil-doer to stop?

I’m an investigative journalist, and I was never the one to do interviews with heroes, I looked for villains, taking their statement when they were arrested, studying their crime sprees and patterns, I thought that was much better than hero work.

My favourite super villain was Tenebris, Latin darkness. She wore a dark suit, and she didn’t have powers, which was rare in the super world. So, on her suit, she had gadgets and controllers and weapons on every part, a mask that covered everything but her jaw, her eyes simply being covered in some kind of white mesh that narrowed or widened whenever her eyes did. She used bots, elaborate plans to do something simple, having fun to play with the media and police. She was one of the only villains to never be put away, no matter how much she lost.

So imagine my surprise when I head to a new exhibit of ancient Egyptian artifacts in a museum, and suddenly I’m held captive by Tenebris, looking to steal something. I had never seen her so close as she had me and around a dozen other people cooped up in a corner, a small, flying bot keeping eyes on us. Her suit was baggy, but she was tall, and there was hidden compartments for tools on each sleeve. I wondered what compelled her to design it like that, unlike tight skinned suits for mobility like everyone else. I would love to ask, include it in my next article.