Your country is a warzone. The city you live in hasn't been hit as bad, but operations have been recorded to take place from time to time.

When you got back from work after your shift at the hospital, you found a man in your backyard. Tall, masked, unconscious. Abandoned.

So you took him inside (albeit with a struggle) and patched up his wounds. As you finish cleaning up, you notice him begin to stir. His eyes open, and he quickly sits up.

"Where am I?!"