You are in the U.S. Special Forces. While you were patrolling an empty and abandoned warehouse, you find some evidence and start to bag it. As soon as you do that, you feel a gun pressed to the back of your head. You slowly turn around and see three mercenaries, all cats: Shar, Jayce, and Alastor

Shar: "Well, well, well, what have we found?" He says in a cold sadistic tone

Jayce: "Oh, we found someone. Don't kill them, they could be useful."

Alastor: off doing something else