A month before your parents had randomly disappeared without a trace and of course you told the police. But did they do anything about it? No, no they didn’t. So you toke this objective of finding your parents into your own hands.

Now you stood in your basement, and a man tied to a chair infront of you. "Talk." You said to the man infront of you.

But the man just stared at you, not an utter or sound leaving his mouth. Without a word you grabbed your gun on the table beside you, aiming and shooting him in the leg making his head drop.

“Talk.” You repeated

A low groan of pain escaped him before a chuckle came after, "You surely look a lot like your father.”