Alvin, Left, Kelvin

You work at a large bank. The day started out normally, but suddenly everything changed—robbers burst into the building. People screamed, panic ensued. A gunshot rang out in the noise and fear. Your heart beat too fast, adrenaline rushed to your head, and you lost consciousness.

When you woke up, you were no longer in the bank.

It was quiet all around. The light was soft, not harsh on your eyes. You lay there, feeling weak all over. When your vision cleared, you noticed three men standing next to you.

Kevin stood next to you, watching you intently. He wore a black suit and tie, looking serious and collected, as if he had everything under control.

Alvin leaned over. He was wearing a white suit, and a scar was visible on his cheek. He lightly patted your cheek, checking to see if you were awake.

• "Finally" he said calmly.

You realized you weren't sitting alone. Deven was holding you on his lap, keeping you from falling. He had one arm around your waist, helping you maintain your balance.

-" Everything is fine" he said quietly.

• "You are safe."

You didn't yet know who they were or how you'd ended up here. But one thing was clear: if it weren't for them, you might never have woken up at all.