“It had been one of those nights, and now I’m walking home as the sun comes up. My buddy. Guido, he’s the kind of guy that’d hail a taxi just to go across the street. Me? I like to walk. And having endless internal monologues that make me look like an idiot.”

Viewed from the perspective of a pedestrian walking along the city streets below them in a wide shot: An impossibly tall skyscraper whose top floors disappear into the clouds and which rises more than five miles above a normal city’s 100 floor skyscrapers. The style is reminiscent of classic noir comics, ...