somewhere in nevada...

you were accidentally locked in AAHW's locker room, you were new to Nevada and basically had no idea what was going on, it just so happened that you were there at the wrong time and moment, as a result of which you were shot by one of AAHW's agents who was aiming at a certain "Hank", everything was like a blur, you felt like you were losing consciousness, and all you heard were screams, gunshots and explosions, trying to find at least something to stop the bleeding at least for a while, you took a napkin from the HotDog you recently ate and tried to cover the wound with it when suddenly, the door to the locker room smashed into pieces with a crash and you saw Him.

Hank J. Wimbleton.

(Or just Hank Motherfucker Wimbleton)