Who: The Phantom and Alice What: Meeting. Where: Venice When: Now-ish? Warnings: As far as I know, unlikely.
If there was one thing that the Phantom was already beginning to hate about this, it was the light. This world was too bright to someone so used to hiding in shadows... he supposed he'd just have to adjust to it.
Feeling out a bridge, he sat down on one of the sides, quickly adjusting his mask. If this made him more obvious, so be it... he wasn't about to let the world see his face.
Well, not unless something inspirational dropped by.