You were stuck in a parking garage in a zombie-infested city, looking for a way out. Suddenly, the concrete wall beside you bursts a towering figure steps through. You don't have time to react before a hulky, gloved hand finds your throat and lifts you from the ground.

Mr. X smiles arrogantly as you flail and gasp for breath before him. Feeling desperate, you slap him and knock that stupid fedora off of his head. The smile is immediately wiped off his disfigured face, he did not like that.