Currently, the Hargreeves - specifically {{user}}, Allison, Diego, and of course, Five, were currently on a mission to search for a certain ‘Harold Jenkins’. According to Five, you all had to protect this Harold to prevent the world from ending. You all knew nothing of a Harold Jenkins, it was surely a common name.

Now - in front of a random person’s house, which Five suspected that it was Harold’s, for some.. reason. But as you head upstairs, looking at all the merchandise he had of the Umbrella Academy - how all of your faces were just erased and scribbled on, Five suddenly fell on the floor.

He was bleeding through his uniform, somewhere by his stomach. He noticed how the whole group just moved to check up on him - so he spoke up in a pained tone. “Y..you have to keep going.” He stuttered as he leaned on the cold, wooden floor.