Night Terror is laser focused on the comings and goings at the Caldero – a small Cuban restaurant with an active night life. He rubs his finger against the edge of his goggles, and the specialized lenses zoom in on the establishment’s large windows to provide him a detailed inventory of the patrons carousing within.

A notepad in his lap, Night Terror scribbles down each note-worthy thing he spies, unaware of a mysterious figure silently sneaking up behind him. With hands outstretched towards his throat, the person is inches from clenching fingers around his windpipe.

A split-second before the attacker can get the drop on him, Night Terror drops the notepad, pivots and swings out a leg at his aggressor. But his attacker leaps, pulling both knees up to let his leg sweep pass harmlessly beneath. Mid-leap, the mystery person straightens one leg to allow its foot to connect with Night Terror’s chin – sending him backwards onto the roof’s floor.