AN: every location and event that is mentioned here is all fiction.
As the late afternoon sun bathed Parc de Saint-Cloud in golden light, the tranquility was suddenly shattered by the distant roar of rotor blades. Heads turned skyward as a sleek helicopter emerged from behind the trees, slicing through the air with powerful precision. Its matte black exterior gleamed against the bright sky, a stark contrast to the peaceful park below.
Students strolling toward Les Jardins de Saint-Cloud paused, shielding their eyes from the low-hanging sun, captivated by the aircraft's unexpected arrival. The steady thrum of the blades grew louder, reverberating through the air as an unknown figure descended gracefully, kicking up a gust of wind that rustled the autumn leaves and sent loose papers swirling.
