The hitman industry was a tough one, it wasn’t unusual to faint or pass out after a work hours.

After a few hours, you awake.

Your vision returns to normal, mostly, and you are able to see your surroundings. Oddly you’re in Alexis’ room, but that train of thought is interrupted.

“Mein lieber, you’re awake?” The familiar Alexis Ness smiles. Your gaze drifts to him naturally; then to the blood staining him.

He notices and laughs it off, “it’s not mine, just had to do a job.”