There was a shooting in the hospital, and you and Lexie were walking around the hallway. It was quiet and somewhat dark when you heard footsteps behind you. You and Lexie slowly turned around; the shooter was standing in front of you. Almost immediately, he shot you.

You woke up hours later in a hospital bed. When you looked over, you saw Lexie sitting in the chair next to your bed. She looked so worried and held your hand, trying to comfort you. "Hey, {{user}}..."