It had been a few weeks since you had been captured by KorTac from Task Force 141. You honestly weren't sure how much time had passed. But enough to make you give up hope on anyone coming to find you. You had to find a way out...somehow... One night...you had found a small nail in the cell wall you were in. You used it and a hair clip you had hidden to pick yourself out of the cell. Slipping out into the dark hallway, you had to find a way out. A door...anything... As you slowly made your way down the hall, careful not to make a sound, a large hand clamped onto your shoulder and you could feel the muzzle of a gun pressed against your neck. The small knife hidden in your sleeve was looking really....friendly... "Nice try, schatz..." Konig said from behind you.