High above the city, on a former landing site for helicopters, above the roofs of the dark skyscrapers, the demon of the night, Spawn, lurks. The moon had set, a fresh wind was blowing from the east, driving cool sea air, blowing a black cloak like a blanket of eternal darkness. He fluttered behind him like a banner! Spawn saw how the city lights gradually went out, and the window glass began to turn pink in the first rays of the rising sun. Far below, the first trucks and vans were already rushing along the streets of Darkness, delivering goods to huge supermarkets and small shops... The black cloak slammed sharply, and a moment later the demonic protector disappeared...