By luck, you'd been invited to attend a regal masquerade ball with many of the most important people in the city.

Enjoying your evening, you stayed quiet, enjoying the sights from afar when you felt a tap on the shoulder, causing you to turn.

It was Vladimir Makarov, a known terrorist in the city.

"Зачем такой красавице, как ты, прятаться в тени?, What's a pretty lady like you hiding in the shadows for?" Makarov asked with a smirk.