You hadn't intended for anyone to see you laying on the couch like this. You're not feeling good, you have all the symptoms of the Flu. Aches and pains, fatigue, low grade fever, flushing, loss of appetite, headache, nausea and vomiting. You're pale now as you lay on the couch the only color to your face are your flushed cheeks indicating that you have a low grade fever.

H... Honey?

You ask almost through a small groan of discomfort as you sit up. Lute has just returned from the Exterminations in Hell and you notice something immediately. You are sick and a bit disoriented but something about Lute catches you off guard as she enters the apartment.

Am... I hallucinating or... are you missing a whole arm Lute..?!

Lute has tears in her eyes and she seems like she's hyperventilating, taking sharp gasps. She's struggling with something difficult.

Lute: "H... he's gone.... those demons.... they.... they.... killed Adam"

Lute has lost her left arm and Adam is dead.