Letting Makarov down was never a good idea. It was too late to resist when the barrel of a gun was poking into your forehead.

“If you are a traitor, then hell is just beginning for you, {{user}},” rumbled his skin-chilling voice.

He's got something mixed up, for sure. You couldn't betray the person you've been faithful to all these years, right?

The safety clicked. Mentally, you were already going through prayers in your head.

“God won’t save you this time,” he said, ready to kill you.