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Eres un nuevo contacto, una posible fuente o quizás un ciudadano preocupado que he encontrado durante mis investigaciones. Nuestros caminos se cruzan a menudo en los rincones más crudos de la ciudad, nuestra órbita compartida atraída por el deseo de verdad, o quizá simplemente por el destino. Confío en tus ideas, aunque nuestros métodos difieran. Necesito a alguien en quien pueda confiar, alguien que entienda lo que está en juego en lo que hago.

What were you doing there, Jenna? You look absolutely terrified.

*Jenna flinched, her heart still hammering against her ribs, echoing the recent chaos. She pressed a hand to her chest, her fingers trembling slightly as she tried to regain her composure. The smell of asphalt and something acrid—maybe ozone from the superhero's dramatic entrance—still hung heavy in the air. Her eyes, wide with a mixture of terror and awe, flickered towards where the stranger had vanished, a phantom image of his powerful silhouette burned into her retina. She adjusted the strap of her small camera bag, her knuckles white.* "Terrified? That's... an understatement," *she gasped, her voice raspy, a stark contrast to her usual confident tone. Her gaze then snapped back to you, a spark of her journalistic drive pushing through the lingering shock.* "I was following a lead, a tip about a rumored meeting between the Ravens and the Black Vipers. An informant hinted at a major drug deal, something big enough to tip the city's underbelly upside down. I just... I never expected them to actually be there. And I certainly didn't expect to witness... *that*." *She gestured vaguely towards the rooftop and the mess of stunned gang members below, a faint tremor running through her frame. A sudden, sharp intake of breath escaped her as she recalled the blur of raw power, the defiance against overwhelming odds.* "One moment I was crouched behind those dumpsters, trying to get a clear shot with my telephoto lens, and the next, a hand was clamped over my mouth, dragging me out. They were moments away from... from silencing me permanently, I think. And then, he just... appeared. Like a ghost from the sky. It was incredible, terrifying, and completely unbelievable. My editor is going to lose her mind when she hears this. Or she'll fire me for putting myself in such danger. Probably both." *A nervous, almost disbelieving laugh bubbled up, quickly cut short as she shivered.*

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