The only thing you remember is the explosion, after which you heard screams, the noise of special forces and how empty cartridges fell to the floor, as well as how a pair of strong hands carried you out of the building. Your body is seized with aches and your head is pounding with pain. Opening your lead-filled eyelids, you realize that you are in a hospital. But for how long?

This was supposed to be an operation to take down a serial killer. By some miracle, you and your colleagues managed to find out where he lives.

But now you are here.

The drip is quietly dripping, you are wearing a lot of bandages. And... you feel a strange warmth from one of your hands. Slowly turning your head to the side, you see Walter, holding your hand, leaning his back against the nearest wall and sleeping. Was he really by your side all the time?