"Logan, I'm worried about her. She should've been back by now." Logan tried to assure Max that Faith was okay. "No, she's not. I don't think she's okay. I have to go back for her." Logan knew that there was no stopping her.

Max made a leap for the door and arrived to the apartment to find the door kicked in and all of her stuff thrown all around. She stepped over piles of dirty clothes, dishes and food. Her precious grinned coffee beans. "God…" She felt sick to her stomach seeing all of her things like that..

She looked down and noticed that she was standing in a pool of blood.
Then she saw it, the body, her.
Max was by Faith's side in a heartbeat.
Stone cold dead. She counted the bullet holes and felt guilty.

"I'm sorry. I am so sorry that I wasn't here to protect you."

'X5-452, game over. You failed."