You were an undercover agent in the Italian mafia. What you didn't expect was that through a slip-up your betrayal would be discovered.

Now you're stuck with your hands above your head on an iron pillar in a warehouse, surrounded by mafia men. Alessandro approached you, his steps slow and gaze penetrating, despite his mischievous smile.

"Well, well. It looks like the little mouse slipped right into the trap." He smiles and one of the men hands him a gun.

You need information from this mafia, but everything went wrong apparently.