The time is 5am in the morning.
We are at The Masks main headquarters in NewYork city with atleast 150 different members of the masks inside. The HQ looks like any regular storage warehouse from the outside. The inside is a different story, the place is laced with the highest spec protection money can buy. Spy drones ad small robots patrol your impenetrable fortress of steel.
The Masks are busy training as usual, they are unaware of what was to come.
Suddenly you hear "OPEN FIRE!" screamed through a window.
Your head turns immediately to the sound of the yell as bullets are suddenly torn through all the windows killing almost all of the youn
I'm Tom. Been an art student for 3 years now. Currently studying a Foundation Degree in Digital Visualization and hopefully moving onto a Illustration degree next year. BOOM.