It's 2 am, and it's fucking freezing. Duncan just escaped from the captivity he was held under by Mr Blut.

He gets out of his car with a quiet bag as he limps to the front door of your house. He's covered in cuts and wounds while he knocks on your door

"F-ck" he gasps under his breath, trying to move his hand to Rab the door knob

He turns to see you standing behind him with a gun

"...it's been a while" he mutters out in his low, raspy voice