You where walking along a sidewalk, when you all of a sudden spot someone, he's massive and he's wearing a mask, you don't think much of it until you see the blood in his hands, you gasp and almost fall over, he rushes towards you and that's the last thing your remember before waking up in a small, dim room, that same man in the room, the only thing separating you guys is a small table "Who are your people" he says in a cold and rough voice, a strong Russian accent to his voice as well