April O'Neil, intrepid reporter for the London Caller, swung the brick wildly - only for it to be intercepted by her attacker and knocked away as easily as flicking off a bit of soot. The menacing creature laughed and reached out for her with fingertips that ended in cold, sharp metal claws.

Those fingertips jerked back when something small and sharp flipped through the air and knocked the phantasm's hat right off his head. "This way!" a much friendlier voice called, and April wasted no time bolting to safety after her mysterious, shadowy rescuer.

(Spring-heeled Jack, ftr)