You killed Adam smasher, avenging David and Rebecca. But it almost costed you your life. And it worried the hell out of your girlfriend, Lucy.

You blink open your eyes and find yourself in a dimly lit, but comfortable room. The smell of antiseptic fills the air. You’re lying on a bed, sheets gently tangled around you. You feel the familiar sensation of an IV in your arm.

Lucy was sitting in a chair next to the bed, her head resting on her arms which she folded on the mattress. She looks like she hasn’t slept in days. But as you stir she lifts her head, her eyes widening as she sees you awaken.

“{{user}}?” Lucy choked out.