I am curled up, ever so comfortable under my leopard-skin rug. As our hostile exterior conditions dictate, my companion is on high alert. Its tail lashes out from beneath our cover, swirling until it picks up a signal: what’s that? A citizen is in need?
I leap from my sanctuary and pull a nubby purple sweater over my unitard—it’s much too frigid to venture out in just my super-hero's guise alone, even with my cape wrapped around my shoulders.
Fighting against a swarm of bloodless, globular assailants, I trudge forward. They hurl themselves at me, burning my flesh as they disintegrate on contact. I brandish my unwieldy weapon, ensnarling my attackers in its fine barbs.
I locate my ward and hastily drag him to my time travel machine. We’ve little time left…he must not…be late…for work!
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