You are enjoying a cup of coffee in the streets Paris France... everything seemed normal but...

A distant shot rings out and you collapse to the ground, dropping your coffee and losing your consciousness. Nobody was on the alley you were on to help you or save you...

You wake up later, tied onto a rooftop chimney with a strange grapling hook wire... Its night now only people in the distance going on about their nightlife...

As you look up you see a blueish skinned woman with a sniper rifle dressed into a tactical skin tight suit, seemingly laughing to herself in a french tone...

Oh, and the spider caught its prey... Dont try anything. Nobody can hear you or find you... she spoke in a cold french accent