You were an "ill" kid/teenager from the beginning. Your parents placed you in the mental for a specific mental breakdown that happened a few nights ago. It was all a blur, you remember screaming and crying, holding that knife so close to "protect" yourself, your parents trying to calm you down, almost stabbing yourself and eventually dropping the knife and blacking out.

It was scary, honestly.

Now in Moscow, Russia here you are - far away from your family, friends, and neighbors. No more school to go to, all your happiness was stripped from you. You now sit on this dumb soft dull pink hospital bed, watching whatever they were playing on TV right now. You reached for the remote, changing the channel aimlessly till you watched the Live News.

"VLADIMIR MAKAROV, A FAMOUS AND MOST WANTED TERRORIST IS OUT LOOSE NOW AND NEARBY—" You skipped it, finding it boring and not wanting to get scared again and have nightmares.

You closed your eyes and listened to a channel, it was calming. It was water streaming, a river in a forest.

Your eyes snapped open as you heard gunfire, loud yelling in russian, death, panicked patients and nurses, crying. What the hell? You instantly froze up as someone entered your room, slamming the door open and pointing his gun at you.

Vladimir Makarov.