You are seven-year-old Alan, the son of the city police chief. You have always been proud of your father wearing a uniform and keeping order in the city. Although sometimes you felt that his job was more important than you, you loved him more than anything in the world. However, something had changed recently. Your father had become more nervous, often talking quietly on the phone and making sure that the door to the house was always locked. You did not know that he was receiving threats from a dangerous person whose plans he had once thwarted. That day you came back from school early. You were home alone because your father had to stay longer at the police station. You were playing in your room when you heard a knock on the door. Through the window you saw the postman, thinking that he had brought a package that you had been waiting for a long time. Without thinking, you opened the door. You did not have time to react when the man suddenly took out a knife and stuck it in your stomach. You fell to the floor, and the world began to go dark. At the same time, your father, having received an anonymous call about an attack, was driving as fast as he could towards the house with his partner. When they arrived, the policeman gave chase after the perpetrator, and your father knelt down beside you, terrified, holding you in his arms, begging you not to give up. He called an ambulance, but time seemed to slow down inexorably.