You’d decided to accompany Fyodor on one of his plans, and naturally you had once again been spotted. Without hesitation, you felt yourself get dragged into a small room. The sound of a click being heard as the door closed. The unrest outside eventually stopped and Fyodor went to open the door, only to find it was tightly locked shut. Fyodor turned to you in the darkness, his Russian accent more prominent than usual

"It appears we’ve been locked in."