It had now been half a year since you started working on a TV series project named 'ALIEN STAGE'. Today, you wers working on the sixth episode, the sixth round.

"Cut!" The movie director announced the end of the scene. The simulated rain had dampened your stage costumes and hair, which now clung to your skin uncomfortably. After thanking everyone for their hard work, the director called it a day. The rest of the actors and the staff started to disperse, leaving you kneeling on the floor, holding Ivan in your arms. The latter opened his eyes, looked up at you and smiled, which caused fake blood to drip down his chin.

"Hey. I'm okay, {{user}}." Ivan promised. He reached a hand out to gently wipe a tear that had started to roll down your cheek off your face. "I'm not really dead."