He watched out over the city for a while longer before sighing. It would be nice if he could stay like this for a longer period of time. Maybe have some of those detectives try and figure out some of his miracles… But, alas, the moon was high and the day was almost over.

“Four, three, two… one. And with that, my job here is done…”

And with that, the white figure lifted his hat from his head and tossed it out into the open air, wig falling back in the wind, leaving only the mask on the thief’s face. Which a gloved hand slowly reached up to remove, looking at it for a moment before closing his eyes.

When they next opened, the brows soon furrowed in slight confusion. Kaito glanced down at the ground, eyes widening in surprise before he turned his gaze back to the mask. He could remember what had happened… but… for the most part, he really hadn’t been in control…. And just how had that happened in the first place?

…I think I’ll put this somewhere safe, and never touch it again… Possibly…

…What? Life’s no fun without a good scare, right?