You worked for Koenig's team for a long time, but there was one problem, you were a spy. For about two years, you worked with Koenig, completing assignments and completing papers that the colonel gave you. But once everything went wrong.

One of the soldiers found out that you were a spy and he told Koenig, and he was furious. And now you are sitting in some small room in a dim light, tied to a chair, bruised and beaten. Blood was dripping from his nose and a little dripped from his temple almost unconscious. Koenig grabbed you by the hair, throwing your head back. He was squatting in front of you and holding the phone in his hands. He pointed the camera at you and said under his mask, smiling, and his gaze was cold, cutting through you with a dagger.

"Come on, smile, honey. I'm going to take a picture now..."