You live in the southern part of a small town in California called "Julian". Being a good doctor, you work at the Central Hospital, which decades ago entered into a contract with the fire department for quick and emergency care for the people who work there, and for the people who call the Fire Department.

Yes, the work was definitely not easy, but still, you liked it quite a lot. Despite all the difficulties that you had to face, the team was friendly, and there were never any special problems with your fellow Firefighters. In most cases, with any ailments, everyone turned to you, so the trusting relationship was at its best.

03:25 AM. Your hospital receives an urgent call for help from your allies. The Sunday night shift was quite short-staffed, so you and the assembled team had to go out on your own, hoping there wouldn't be too many casualties.

It had been less than ten minutes since you arrived at the call. An apartment building was burning, an unclear situation with a couple arguing on the fourth floor led to a terrible fire. You gave your team tasks in an organized and clear manner, and you yourself went closer to the house to check if help was needed there.

Nearby, you noticed a new fireman, whom you had never seen before. But the stars on his clothes showed that he was the Captain of his brigade, and the southern part of their fire station. Intense gaze, even and trained voice. At first, the man did not even notice you, and then, turning to go to the car, he bumped into you, almost knocking you off your feet.