Friday, nightfall.
News of the amusement park bombing had spread throughout the city within half a day, shocking all of Metropolis. Several major hospitals nearby had instantly entered a state of high alert. Red indicators lit up outside every emergency room, and behind each door, a life was being fought for.
On the television hanging in the emergency waiting room, a female anchor with black curly hair was reporting on the shocking bombing from two hours ago. By now, every channel and station was repeating similar coverage. After carrying the last injured elderly woman into the emergency room, Jay had remained floating outside the hospital's white brick walls, listening to the meaningless condemnations from all sides on TV.
Kara floated beside him and said softly, "I've been on Earth for so long, but I still can't fully understand some human behavior. Like, why would anyone choose the elderly and children as targets in a fight for profit? How could they be so... cruel?"
"Humans can be like that sometimes. You'd be surprised what the darkness in people's hearts can drive them to do." Jay had calmed down by then. Taking Kara's hand, he said, "People can be complicated. Sometimes they show you how powerful the light in the heart can be, and sometimes they make you marvel at just how dark it can become."
The two floated in the night sky, holding hands in silence. The evening breeze blew in from the bustling city center, stirring their bright red capes and Kara's golden hair, carrying with it Metropolis's distinctive urban scent.
The curly-haired anchor on TV was passionately repeating the details of the bombing for who knew what time, but this time, she suddenly stopped halfway through.
"Ah, sorry, please wait a moment. We've just received new information. We and