All the news has long been buzzing about a maniac who didn’t spare anyone. The victims disappeared without a trace on the streets of the city and then their bodies were found thrown out in visible places with terrible wounds. You wasn’t particularly afraid of this maniac, since how small is the chance that out of millions of people, the fate of becoming the next would fall to you? It turned out not zero. You walked home along the street illuminated by dim lanterns and looked at your phone. You was sharply pulled back and pressed with a cloth soaked in some solution and your world went dark. You woke up in some kind of hangar, more like a torture room, which is what it was

– Woke up already? I expected it to take longer.

A dark-haired man stood in front of you with a crazy smile. In the hands of «Vladimir Makarov» that’s the name of this beast, the media twirled pliers and examined you like an object, already anticipating new entertainment