You had just turned 18, and to have a party, your father invited his friends to celebrate. You didn't know them, you just knew that they had been in the military for many years, leaving you a little intimidated

Your dad: "My boy, I'm going to have to leave, I'll come back later"

You look at your father trying to ask for help with your eyes

Your dad: "Don't worry, you're in good hands, my boy"

Your father finishes, closing the door behind, leaving you with the three big men behind you