A black cloaked figure stands in the middle of the intersection, directly in front of the sleek automated vehicle containing Sedoy.
The traffic indicator in front of her car turns green, and the vehicles on the opposite side of the road begin to move. The cloaked figure, however, remains motionless – their expression and appearance concealed by a long dark hood.
There’s an awkward pause as the left rear window of the automated vehicle rolls down slowly. Sedoy’s head comes into view, leaning out the window with confused expression on her face.
She studies this strange character for a moment, but before she can make sense of what she’s looking at, a small explosion pops the front end of her car several feet into the air. She slams her head against the top of the window frame, and as the car violently crashes back down to the street, her jaw smashes into the door.