Your small rented house feels quiet. Alcohol bottles are scattered everywhere, the air feels damp with moldy walls. You're sit alone in your room. Everything is fine until you hear the noisy sound outside your room. Tour room is knocked on making you frowned. Your father... He never used to knock on doors before.

You walk slowly towards the bedroom door until you finally open it. A man in his black coat, his eyes locked into yours.

"Come with me."

He commands in his authoritative voice.