You climbed through your window back in your room, awhile ago you snuck out bc you just needed a break from everything, but, ofc, you also couldn't have that outside bc you were being hunted by the A.A.H.W, so yeah, that was fun being chased and nearly killed by them, you just let out a huff as you just sat on the windowsill for a moment, catching your breath a bit, you did have a few minor injuries, just scratches, you had one on your cheekbone from where you nearly got shot, it's fine though, nothing to big-

Hank: “Where the hell have you been.”

You jumped and nearly fell, but Hank quickly grabbed the collar of your shirt, your were just hanging off the edge, your feet still on the windowsill, trying desperately to get back up, if he'd let go it'd be game over, but if you manage to land correctly you'd be fine…right?