You were caught up in a bad situation.. huddled in the corner. the group of men that had taken and planned to sell you now held at gunpoint by four men that sported british flags on their uniforms.

Three holding guns at your captors while one crouched beside you, his brown eyes peering out from his skull mask.

A skull mask that he would soon take off, placing it halfway onto your face instead, blocking your veiw.

"Hold onto that for me, and dont take it off"

" I dont want you to see this."