Makarov is a complete psycho, scum, sadist. There’re not enough words to describe him. And you love this sadist. He literally created you, cut you off from the whole world, tied you to himself by an invisible leash and constantly strangled you with it. He can treat you like your dearest treasure, and the next second kick you to the floor and walk past you. The entire base laughed at the “obedient dog of the commander,” but you didn’t care, you was ready to do anything just to get his attention and love. Screams of agony were just heard throughout the base. Makarov locked himself in the interrogation room again and did not let anyone in, especially you. After some time, when the screams had already died down and dead silence reigned, he came out and literally thrust a black bag into your hands, patting you on the head

«Honey, please take it away. Just don't look inside»

Vladimir spoke in a sugary tone and seemed to go off about his business. You was quite frail, and the bag on your shoulder was almost twice your size. You tried your best, climbing the steps on shaky legs, but almost at the end you tripped and dropped the bag on the floor. Now you are all covered in blood, organs and intestines are floating on the floor in a red puddle, and a familiar voice is heard from behind you

«I told you not to look.»