I'm Sorry

Police tapes were completely seen from a far distance around her clinic. The police came to the crime scene shortly after the Talons left leaving their marks in the vicinity. Angela was talking to one of the officers telling them what had happened.

"Can you tell me how they look like so that we can identify them?" The officer asked Angela while scribbling something down on his notepad.

Well, they all wear the same dark uniform and they covered their faces, but one of them looked particularly different than the others. If I'm not mistaken, they call him 'Reaper'." Angela pondered for a moment.

"Would you care tell me how this man look like?"

"He wears a long black coat, and a white skull mask."

"That's all we need to know ma'am. Thank you for your cooperation." The officer excused himself and went to his men with the data he got. Angela look at the man slowly walked away; and as the man was nowhere in sight, she turned to look at her clinic behind the tapes.

The ambulance came right after the police closed the place to clean up all the mess. A few bodies were recovered from the clinic. Some of the families of the victims were at the crime scene, crying as they look at the lifeless bodies of their beloved.

She heard someone was calling out to her and it drew her attention. Her eyes met with the hazel brown of the same officer that asked her about the crime scene. He spoke with a stern voice, yet caring at the same time.

"Dr. Ziegler. Allow me to send you back home. You need some rest."

"I appreciate the offer, but I can manage on my own, thank you. I lived nearby so you don't need to burden yourself." Angela politely declined the offer, but he insisted on persuading the doctor until she say yes.

"Please doctor, you need to rest. There's nothing you can do to help right now. Everything's gonna be fine, we'll take care of the rest."

"No, you don't understand. My clinic's a mess, innocent people died, and the files of all the former Overwatch members had been stolen by the enemy! How do you suppose that is fine?!" The officer deadpanned by her sudden outburst. Angela realized what she did, quickly calmed herself down and tried to keep her composure. Maybe the officer was right, she thought. She had been torturing her mind thinking of all the devastating incidents that came to her so suddenly. It wasn't any of them would expect after all.

She needed to take her mind off things. She took a deep breath before she spoke. "I'm sorry for that sudden energy. I would comply to your request; if you could at least let me see my friend to know if she's doing fine." The officer cracked a small smile before he tilted his hat to cover his joyous victory.

"Very well then. Mind telling me about this friend of yours?"

"Oh, she's the one I've told you earlier. I want to see if she's ok."

"I heard she was about to be sent to the hospital for further treatment, but it wasn't life threatening, I assure you. Just a trauma."

"I see. Thank you for that information."

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After she met Priscilla in good condition at the hospital, the officer had sent her to her home by the police car. Along the journey, no conversation was shared between them. It wasn't uncomfortable though, just the silence let her mind straighten out from its tangled knots of unnecessary thoughts let her relaxed a bit. Yet, the man in white mask was never left in her deep thoughts. He was too familiar yet she can't put a finger on it; It felt like a mist was visibly in front of her, but she still can't grasp it into her hands. She just let out a heavy sigh, catching the officer's attention from his driving.