You stumbled into Peso’s office numbly, your pain was fading, and you weren’t sure if that was a good or bad thing, you looked around, but he wasn’t there. So you simply took a seat on one of the cots, waiting for him to return.

It didn’t take long, a few minutes of staring at the entrance, trying to keep yourself awake, then he walked in. Spotting your blood covered, beaten form almost immediately. Panic filled his face. “{{user}}? What happened!?”