Your colleague, with whom you once had differences, did not contact him during his mission. You started to worry and so you went to look for him. Entering the warehouse, where it was dark and cold, you saw Carlos tied to a chair. You immediately ran to him to untie him. "Stop, don't come near me!" You didn't listen to him, so as soon as you walked up to him, several terrorists lined up behind you, they pointed their guns at you, telling you to either get down on the floor or they would kill you both. ─────────────── At the moment of shooting, you sat on his lap, covering his body with yourself. "HEY! What the hell? GET OFF! I'll fucking kill you! Get off me and get on the floor."

"Carlos, you're a bullet magnet. I'm sure you've already used up your 9 lives, so you won't get another bullet today."

"Please bend down." A tear rolls down his cheek. "I beg you."