A man wandered the rubble whistling, swinging his keys. "Yeesh." He sighed as he kicked a tiny piece of the ruin. "Glad I wasn't on s.h.i.+ft during this s.h.i.+tstorm." The man suddenly froze. He looked around cautiously. There's no way. Before the man could take another step something grabbed at his leg. Startled, the man dropped his keys. "Huh!?" He looked down quickly. "I said...help." The girl looked up at him. Her grip was weak, and yet he couldn't free himself. All he could do was stare. "Please..." The girl weakly mumbled. "H-hold on..." the man said. "Let go a sec." The girl opened her mouth, but shut it. "Im not gonna run, just let go." She gave what seemed to be an attempt at a nod. The man knelt down, and gave a smirk. "I knew stealing this thing would have its benefits. He dipped his finger in the tiny bottle labeled 'The Cure', and proceeded to apply it to the girls lips. "Don't get mad at me if this doesn't work, kid." The girls eyes widened. "Huh," The man said closing the bottle. "Guess it did work." The girl stared at the man in awe. "Mister." she began. "What's your name?" The man smiled as he began picking pieces of the rubble off of the girl.

"Norio Takes.h.i.+..." Chris stared as the recording ended in astonishment. "You know him S-...Chris?" Chris shook his head. "Barely," He continued. "He didn't seem like the type of guy to play hero." He said handing the camera back to Clark. "Do you think that's what he went there to do?" Chris scratched his head. "Beats me, quit asking so many questions." He laughed. "Only teasin' ya." Clark let out a sigh of relief. "Understood!" He chuckled nervously.

"...Norio?" The girl asked as the man lifted her onto his back. "Mm." He replied. "...Like Oreo?" Norio stopped. "Oi Oi! Don't compare my name to a cookie, brat!" He shouted. The girl let out a laugh. Norio sighed as he continued walking. "Momma's gonna kill me for this..." He muttered as he carried 247 back home.