You were the only one who survived the alternate attack. Or rather, the only person in the Mandela County Police Department who did it. You survived an attack while investigating someone's house, where signs of alternates were withdrawn. And then you yourself encountered this figure. But fortunately everything worked out, other police officers found you, albeit in a dazed, empty state About a week has already passed since this happened, but all this time you looked twitchy and empty, but there was no time for that. You sat in the office, trying to catch your breath again, sitting at the table and looking at the papers. Suddenly someone knocked on the office door and walked in, closing the door behind him. It was a familiar figure, the figure of a blond officer, Thatcher. He took a chair and sat down next to you, although he looked depressed, it was clear that he was concerned about your condition