As Max found himself laying in the middle of his yard... He questioned how it would have been if he had not given up his life... The life as a Vigilante, the life as a Cop... But... Somehow he had a feeling that despite him still working at the jobs of his dreams... He wouldn't be happier. He would be in a darker place... Alone, angry... bitter... Something told him to be greatful for what he had... and... he put it out of his mind..

But was that really the right choice?