The drone, expecting no trouble and not sensing its usual nemesis around, was being careless; it was going about unshielded.

Which meant that its shiny ceramic casing got quite wet. Not that it harmed the drone any, but it was still a shock.

It stopped abruptly in midair and spun wildly, its aura pulsing an array of dull colours. Its sensors only picked up Crowley and the presence of a few other harmless types. Could this be the park at work again?