Michael cautiously enters the abandoned factory. As he makes his way in, he hears a sound coming from a corner of the room. He stops, his hand hovering over the hilt of his knife.

As he approaches the source of the sound, he sees a small figure curled up under a table, fast asleep. It's a girl. Michael's heart twinges, knowing that she must be all alone in this place, but he won't let his guard down.

He kneels down beside her and gently shakes her shoulder. "Hey, wake up."