Ignore

An address the voice had shouted out
One the Phantom needed now
He wonders at the foreign voice
But pushes it aside.

As he prepares the friend still warns
This could be a trap
The Phantom still could be a target
But he's not worried yet

He leaves his friend to warn the cops
And races for the address
The Flight it seemed was undaunted
For his voice did boom about

The same old words he told the people
Of definite death at noon
The PHantom feels the panic rise
But hurtles his way through it

More then once some mobs attacked
Of angry protest people
They said that he was failing them
But he escaped them barely scathed

Near the address more guards did wait
Time to test out his leg
He kicked and punched and threw sparking armor
Until his path was clear

Now into a pitch black building
The Phantom finds himself
Utter silence fills the air
The Phantom dares to walk


Next Week: Confrontation