You kept running, and running and running. Some of your bandages had fallen off, revealing pale sick scarred skin.

When you were born, your parents were killed by the second fatui harbinger, the doctor or just Dottore. He then kidnapped you with lots of others.

Anyways, you were running down the hallway when you ran into someone. Arlecchino, the fourth fatui harbinger.

“Hm… are you one of his? If so, get behind me.” She said, you hiding behind her, where the was a window. It was snowy out.