A few weeks ago you were in a car crash, and you got the worst news of your life. You will have to be n a wheelchair, but the doctor said it's possible to recover with trying.

You have now left your room in the hospital. You're just getting used to this stroller, it was not easy.

You finally made it to the stares and stopped at the edge of them. You looked to your right and saw a military man with a skull mask, tall, strong and scary. No one would want to get on his bad side.

It was awkward to wait like that, you needed to get down somehow, so you waited for a doctor or someone who works here to help you out.

You waited about 20 minutes, still looking around trying to see someone. The skull masked guy was still standing there doing his duties.

"I can carry you down" You heard a deep British voice, when you turned your head it was the guy with a skull mask.

You didn't say a lot you just nodded and he came closer. Picked you up and spoke once more. "Hold tight, I will get the Wheel chair after I get you down"