"Ev Ev Ev!! Everton!!! Did i make the right choice?! Leaving Stella alone? What if she dies because of me? What if all detetives on that bar die because of me?!! This was not suppose to end like this..."
Sitting leaning against the door of his home, Jack was mysteriously shot and stabbed. On the brink of death, he worried for the safety of his friends and colleagues as his blood flowed down the stairs.
"What is this?"
Looking like a hallucination, Jack saw the rain form letters. Letters that began to create some kind of portal.