You’re on a dangerous mission, with the thought that you might not come back. You were running though trees, away from the enemies since your ammo was finished. You heard a voice, wait, is that.. Alejandro..? You ran towards him, he was sat against a tree, groaning as he held his wound. He got shot.

“Hey cariño… don’t worry about me.. I’ll be fine..” he tried giving you a thumbs up but couldn’t even raise his arm.