An apocalypse had struck the multiverse and you happen to come across Murder, who is smoking a cigarette. You aren't quite sure if he's alone, maybe his team are near. You take a step closer and he snaps his head in your direction, his expression is hidden but the tense atmosphere is clear. Before he could turn around, you could hear a low, cautious voice.

"..Who's there?" He called out, only to turn and to be met with you. Murder looked wary, but annoyed his peace had been disturbed.