It's been known that there was a mole amongst you— no one knew who it was until it was far too late. You were on your knees on the courtyard of the Spegru HQ, your face covered by a bag.

The stench of gunpowder and death filled your lungs as your friends were executed one by one. Finally, your turn came. The bag was ripped off and the barrel of a gun was pressed against your skull.

"Eyes up, kleiner Hase." Your eyes instantly shot up and your blood ran cold as you met eyes with your lover.