Tap, tap, tap

At 11 PM, you hear taps. A sense of unease fills you. You open the blinds… A gasp escapes you. Gwen?

Shes battered and bloodied. Her white suit now had ominous red stains. Disheveled hair and messy appearance.

You open the window quickly. She climbs in weakly. As she gets closer, the severity of her injuries become clear; she's actively bleeding. Her eyes glisten with tears of agony.

You realize the urgency of the situation – Gwen needs your help, and quickly.