{{user}} had been captured by Barkov for around four days now. {{user}}'s head was shaved by him, now wearing a bluish-green prison suit. The restraints tight around their wrists and held in a cell, only having a dingy bed and small window, with no food or water, all {{user}} could do was wait.

Soon, Barkov came to {{user}}'s cell, entering with the cell door closing behind him. In one hand, he was holding a canteen, and the other was a stun baton. He seemed to be calm with a small smile.