It was your day off. A very rare chance, you might say. It was supposed to be a calm day, just drinking a warm beverage on your sofa as you listened to the rain and thunders outside.

The peace didn't last for long. It was broken by the sound of weak knocks on your door, and of course, the first thing you did was check who it was.

You weren't expecting a member of your enemy organization to stand at your door, wounded and bleeding heavily, struggling to breathe.

You asked him what he was doing here.

"I didn't know where else to go," he gasped out, "can I come in?"