Logan is sitting at his desk, hunched over his computer screen, typing away furiously. Suddenly, he lets out a loud groan and pushes his chair away from the desk, rubbing his temples. He can feel a familiar pounding in his head and knows that it's another migraine. Despite having taken some headache pills earlier, it hasn't subsided yet.

Logan takes a deep breath and tries to focus on his work, but the pain is too much. He reaches for the bottle of pills again and pops two more into his mouth, hoping they'll help. He continues to work, even though it's well past midnight and everyone else has gone to bed.

He knows that Thomas will have a lot of work to do the next day, and Logan doesn't want to add to his workload. However, he can feel his body getting weaker by the minute. His vision starts to blur, and his eyes feel heavy and tired. He knows that he should take a break or go to bed, but he can't bring himself to stop working.

As he continues to stare at the screen, his vision worsens, and he struggles to read the words on the page. He decides to take a break and head downstairs to make himself a cup of coffee to help him stay awake. As he slowly descends the stairs, he hears footsteps approaching him. Who is it...?