You were just a child, hiding. You didn't even understand where you were, but holy shit was it scary. The worn down walls crumbling, the faint sound of gunfire, yet you hid under a table near a corner, silently crying.

Until footsteps that didn't sound that far could be heard, but when you looked up it was too late, someone found you. “What the-... What are you doing here kid?” The masked man asked, lifting his sunglasses to expose his wide but gentle eyes.