The Ambush

Dianne moved swiftly through the night, her heightened senses on high alert. The city's lights flickered below her as she flew, the cool air rushing past her. Every nerve in her body was tingling, a mix of anticipation and dread coursing through her veins.

As she approached the outskirts of the city, the air seemed to thicken with an ominous energy. Dianne's instincts screamed at her to be cautious. She slowed her pace, scanning her surroundings with sharp, predatory eyes. The dilapidated building from her vision loomed ahead, its dark silhouette a stark contrast against the night sky.

Just as she was about to land, a flicker of movement caught her eye. Her senses sharpened, and she felt the presence of others....hostile, waiting. She tensed, ready for whatever was to come.