Will went to the camp Hudson. He agent of the Division became because a pandemic that shook entire planet. He now was not a 12 years old boy who helped to saved worlds from mass inquisition, he is now a young agent (basically soldier) who helps to take back New York. Pandemy also destroyed London so in Europe now was same as in United States. Enemy factions taked over of the whole world. Will was weared a brown coat, white shirt, grey cap, black boots, grey sneakers, backpack dyed blue, black trousers. He held Magnum handgun (in his gear was also sniper gun and heavy gun on backpack). Will was now a young man (the other agents wondered how he has lost two fingers). On his shoulder was a patch with the sign of the Division. The shinig orange agent's watch was on his right hand. He as young adult man have rising beard. His dæmon Kirjava, was with him.
"This looks soo big..."
"Trouble?" Dæmon in the form of a wavy cat added.
Kirjava looked at him. Around them was a city that had dominated a lot of bumps.
"You miss Lyra, you want to see her again," she added
Both passed several cars. It was snowing lightly.
Thought it looked little strange, an agent with a cat that moved away from him and then returned.
Will swapped his gun (from handgun to the machine gun).
"Yeah, I really miss her. I want see her again... I love her."