Louis stood at the stoop for a time simply staring at the door the guy with the backpack had gone through. He slowly bent down and scooped up the note. [i]Isaac 3115[/i] Why would he give him this? Sure, Louis probably had just saved his life, but to give him access to his home? Just because you do a good deed doesn't make you a good person. [i]Does it?[/i] A stranger grazed past him as Louis was lost in time. "Excuse me, do you have the time?" "Huh? Oh, 2:30." [i]2:30? Already?[/i] Louis wondered how long he had slept. His thoughts became distracted as he realized the warmth he felt on his thigh. He looked down to see blood staining his right pant leg. "Ah, shit." [i]The screwdriver. That's what you get for helping people.[/i] Remembering what the guy, Isaac, from before had said, he punched in the door code and began the ascent to floor 6. He knocked on the door when he arrived and a flushed Isaac answered. "Yeah, uh, I do need [i]this[/i] patched up."