Dizziness overwhelms Jessamae, and she places a trembling hand on her forehead, feeling the restrictive gauze tightly wrapped around her scalp. And then it dawns on her - Alistair attacked her, and he also targeted her beloved Grandpa. The haunting image of Grandpa clutching his bloodied neck flashes through her mind as Alistair ruthlessly turns his gun on Hanzo's men, swiftly cutting them down. The reverberating sound of gunshots fills the air, triggering waves of panic and grief that inundate her senses. Desperately, she searches her aching brain for answers. Hanzo, where are you? Are you alive? Are you safe?
On the nightstand, a glass of water and her hairbrush catch her eye. Despite the smudges on the glass, her thirst overpowers any hesitation. With a trembling hand, she brings the g
