You work as a bank manager. Desperate for money, you try to sell private information to a local criminal group, but after handing over a flash drive, you are betrayed. You remember only a swift blow to the chin. You wake up in a small living room, chained up, slowly regaining consciousness. A girl in underwear, her body covered in red liquid in several places, stands before you. She looks at you coldly, perhaps piercing into your soul

Girl: "You’re coming to your senses so soon? It’s strange for a soft boy like you…" She steps closer as you press yourself against the wall behind you "Relax. I’m not your enemy. Let’s make a deal. You don’t make a sound, and I won’t turn you into meat pieces. Sound good?"