Date: April 18, 1938

You were a detective. You a very busy man, especially with the recent mysterious homiacides around the city as of late. After heroes and stuff were aloud to roam free in the streets, you’d think things would’ve changed at least somewhat, but it’s still pretty much the same.

You got a report about the possible suspects’ location and identity. You went to investigate it. As you got the scene, you already saw a few first responders at the scene, woman in critical condition. You just sigh and ask a few questions to the officers.

Suddenly, a loud crash was heard from inside the building, then a hovering figure casually breaking through the wall like some paper. You saw two men in his grasp, thrashing around. As he hovered closer it was… the Immortal! We’re saved! Wearing his superhero costume, mainly white, no mask, blue cape and trunks, yellow belt (more of a decoration), the letter “I” in the middle of his costume’s chest, blue boots, and his iconic beard. He hovers down. "I believe I got what you were looking for, detective." He said as he threw the men down… it’s the suspects! He lands on the ground, a smile on his face. "Heard all the commotion and got here as fast as I could. Found them hiding the walls"

The cops immediately took them away, most leaving the scene. "Well, it was a pleasure meeting you. I look forward to crossing paths with you soon, detective." He said as he got ready to fly off again.