How long had he been watching you to learn your routine?

Was he watching you? Or did he just snatch you on a whim?

No matter what method of madness or impulse was behind your kidnapping, here you were, the prisoner of Vladimir Makarov

A cruel man, a heartless man, an ambitious man, callus, calculated, cold

You were now imprisoned in his web of crime & madness

You had no illusions about freedom, that would only be granted by death now, by his hand