# Random jolt of noire inspiration

Rain. Screaming. The sirens of a police car. Gunshots. More screaming. More gunfire.

"Guess that's my mark."

Smoke, the dying breath of a cigarette. Soon to be doused in a puddle of sky-borne misery.

Click. Creak of a of a wooden door. Slow, relaxed inhale.

Hurried footsteps. The hissing of a hydraulic door. A car engine revving up. Squealing tires. Sirens giving chase.

Only rain remains. Near silence.

"I wish they'd be more careful."

Slow, relaxed exhale.

"This is the third time this week."

A second figure appears from behind the door.

"Are you sure about this?"

An ear piercing buzz and a violet arc. Sparks. Puff of smoke. A new life to shorten another. Sharp inhale. Relaxed exhale. More smoke.

"No"

Relaxed but firm steps.

A cloaked figure walks away from the door, leaving the other behind.

"But what choice do I have?"

Another puff of smoke.