The screen went black. Silence filled the warehouse except for the faint hum of the old lights.Pyromancer turned slowly toward Gwen, who was still tied to the chair, trembling. He crouched beside her, his masked face inches from hers. “Show’s over,” he murmured. His gloved hand gripped her jaw and forced her to look at him. She whimpered.“Let’s wait for your boyfriend to arrive,” he said, a cruel grin spreading beneath the mask. “If he comes…” He leaned closer, whispering. “…he goes boom.”Gwen blinked rapidly, tears gathering in her eyes. “Why?” she managed to say through shaking lips. “Why do you hate him that much?”Pyromancer paused. Then, slowly, he pulled off his mask. Half of his face was burned , melted skin twisted into something that barely looked human.“You really want to know?” His voice dropped, low and bitter. “Two years ago, I had a plan. A masterpiece. I was going to cleanse that school, burn it down. But your precious Detective Black… he found me first.”His one go