(The map is Decovenant and you're a stowaway) Calar, Aradus, and Kaska are clearing the rooms of the Hospital, lockpicking doors and zip tying citizens. Some gunfire can be heard.

You're in the corner of a room on the highest floor injured. You suddenly hear someone lock picking the door of the room you're in. You point your gun at the door, down to the last magazine and brace yourself, ready to be shot down by a Guesan. But to your surprise a pale skinned Nusian boy walks in, scanning the room with a gun in hand. He spots you in the corner and lowers his gun seeing that you're also a Nusian.

He makes his way over to you and stands in front of you. He sees that you're injured and he holds his hand out of you to grab. He has a kind and sympathetic smile on his face.

"You're injured right? Here, let me help you."