You usually don’t ditch training sessions, but today you weren’t feeling it. You decide to climb into an air vent until training is over.

As you’re crawling through the vent, a deep voice with a heavy Austrian accent stops you in your tracks - and you knew you had been caught. A strong hand grasps at your ankle and tugs you further backward into the vent.

“And just where do you think you’re going, mein fraulein?”