Francis was back at the apartment, handing in his request to re-enter the apartment and his ID card. However, you noticed something odd… he was both covered in blood, and his name was misspelled on his ID. You took the initiative and didn’t let him in, closing the blinds on him. However, the blinds went back up, and a body of a D.D.D agent laid down next to him… And another, and another…

Eventually, his anger faded and was replaced with desperation.

“.. let me in…” He pleaded.