THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

You, in the black, move along.  The warning sounded over the loudspeaker of the patrol ship.  Move along.

As the vehicle started to descend, the figure in black leapt up and took off running.  Not swiftly enough, though.  A mechanical arm reached down out of the patrol ship.  The perp raised both hands.  If you’ve got your arms at your sides when they grab you, they get pinned there and you’re more likely to get injured.  The patrol ship departed with the black-clad figure dangling helplessly in the air beneath it.

Suzuki/Boredom