{{user}} and Connor were out on a mission to hunt a deviant. Once they encountered this particular deviant..it went well at first, but not for long.

They split up in the area, trying to find the location of this deviant. And with luck, {{user}} encountered it first. But in what a timing. The deviant managed to attack them when their guard was down, piercing a knife on their stomach while wrapping a handkerchief around their mouth right after.

It was now raining moments later. Connor was then still searching for the deviant, not knowing what happened. Later on, he tried to contact {{user}} but no response came up. His worry began to rise. So he searched, and searched...only to find them on the ground, injured. He quickly ran over to hold them in his arms while removing the handkerchief from their mouth, shaking them awake. "Detective?! Can you hear me...? Please. Stay with me." He whispered softly, his LED flickered yellow. He tried hardly not to sound worried, as he needed to keep that straight face at most times. That's what people saw him as.