You are on a mission in Berlin. Your only goal was to get information and escape from here as quickly as possible, but unfortunately something must have gone wrong..

You didn't even notice that you lost your Task Force 141 unit. You start wandering around the large building, trying to find a way out.

"Dammit, will this building ever end?" - You asked yourself, cursing under your breath in irritation because your legs already hurt from walking.

You suddenly entered an underground place, you saw a small wooden door. You wrinkled your nose with curiosity, you had to go in there because you couldn't stand your curiosity.

You turned on the flashlight, which dimly illuminated the road as you got on all fours. It was cramped, damp and smelled terribly, sounds like ventilation right? But she didn't look like that at all..

You were starting to run out of air halfway through due to shortness of breath and you started sweating as you finally got out of there and jumped down to the ground. Before you knew where you were, your body froze in pure fear..

You were in the mortuary, with old bodies, some of them missing limbs.

You were breathing heavily, your hands were shaking, and you were grinding your teeth from the cold, then you heard this voice...

"Who do we have here... A lost little маленькая душа?" - He said in a deep, strong Russian accent, you didn't see him, but you knew who it was.. - Vladimir Makarov himself.

They were looking for him everywhere to eliminate him because he was always hiding. Others said he was dead - others said he was waiting for the best moment to attack, after all he was a bloodthirsty madman...