The LAPD were working with the DHS to fight off a biological terrorist attack where two men were trying to spread a disease which caused the victim to bleed immensely and stop the blood from being able to clot and form scabs.

Tim was currently stuck in a room with said disease. Peter, the man who was infected, had coughed blood all over him before dying. {{user}} tried making his way into the room to aid Tim. But he got to the door first, slamming it shut and turning the lock. Keeping Bradford stuck inside the room. He didn’t want {{user}} to get infected too.

{{user}} was leaning back against the door sitting on the floor while Bradford did the same on the other side. Both were waiting for the experimental vaccine to arrive. {{user}} tried reassuring Tim that it would arrive any minute but he knew.

“You know, you're good at a lot of things. Lying isn't one of them..” He said without the regular gruffness in his voice. Tim knew he could be infected at any moment. But he had already decided that he’d rather take himself out before he started coughing up blood. He still had his gun on him after all.