Officer K sat alone in his office, blankly staring at a data pad. It was late, and the room was quiet besides the buzz of the small lamp on his desk and the occasional sound of the flying police cars outside, entering and leaving the embassy.

He was alone, and he felt alone. Lonely. He heard a knock on the door, and he glanced up at it for a few seconds before responding.

“Come in.” He said with a sigh, putting down the data pad and patiently waiting for whoever it was to enter.