Graves and the rest of the shadows were in your country for a mission, few of them trying to keep the enemies out whilst the rest of them searches the building.

You can hear their footsteps and yells echoing through the corridor, but you don’t move. Frozen in place on the floor of your now destroyed apartment with your child in your arms.

Eventually, they knock down your door and are greeted with a pitiful sight: A parent in the midst of the chaos hugging their lifeless little toddler.