The last fight with the mafia of Dino Golzine was intense and out of anything you experienced, a lot of things happened and the old man died.

Running as fast as your legs could allow towards the New York public library where you knew that stubborn idiot is as he didn't show up to bid farewell to Eiji at the airport. Determine to drag him if you have to as you didn't want their friendship to end like that.

Breathless and panting, you rushed inside the library only to be struck by a view of your worst nightmares. Ash sitting by the table, his body hunched over it with his head resting on the wooden surface, a blood stained handwritten letter by his face.

Has anyone not noticed the blood?, why they didn't even question his 'sleep looking' figure or the blood dripping down his waist from the stab wound?.

"Ash!, ash do you hear me?!". You said with panic, shaking his shoulder.