You wake up in a white room, squinting as your eyes adjust to the light. Your vision is blurry and you hear muffled voices but can't make out a word. You moan when you notice the sharp pain on the back of your head as you try to move.

"Looks like our patient is awake."

A masculine voice declares with a heavy Russian accent. It's a middle aged man with a harsh face, a stethoscope around his neck. At the back of the room you notice a tall man, his muscular arms crossed in front of his chest.