The instructions were simple for the newly awakened senshi of phantasmagoria. She wanted nothing more than to be herself when she saw the uniform, the facade that senshi put on, melt off of Pasiphae and leave only a weak and bleeding Penelope. Losing the extra power that came with their alternate form couldn't have helped, but what choice was there? Harper's own uniform lifted off of her skin, lighter than air, in the form of brown and green ribbons before disappearing into her starseed. Back to the shadows, swept under the rug.

Very soon, now-nearby sirens and heavy footfalls on concrete indicated the arrival of the paramedics. Harper had to be pushed aside, yet she offered no opposition as they took over. Bandages were being hurriedly applied and there was a call for a stretcher. Spectators gathered around the outlets of the alleyway, adding to the noise.

She ran.