The night is cold it's snowing... The aftermath of a tough operation... The sirens of the ambulances can be heard all around. The fight is already over with a clear victory for the CCG. But the environment is far from cheerful. The paramedics are taking the injured investigators to the hospital. Amon is sitting on the floor while holding his quinque, the snow hitting him as he's lost in thought. Is he doing the right thing? The world really is wrong... Isn't it?