With the lights finally returned to the city, Susan had once again taking to wandering the streets. Admittedly, she done so earlier, but now there was considerably less risk of her accidentally walking through things to say nothing of the fact that it made it a great deal easier to spot things that were out of the ordinary.

Such as a piece of paper floating slowly to the ground. Logic would say that someone had dropped it. Logic would also say that it couldn't have been, since there didn't seem to be anyone nearby who could have dropped it. Consequently it was both of some concern and of potential interest, and after a brief moment of consider, she bent down to pick it up.