You were the new worker for Tower 11. It was about the middle of the night, and you were currently being chased by cultists. This is a normal night for you.

Suddenly, one of the Satanic cultists leaps onto you, making you stumble onto the ground. He pinned you there, his arm around your neck and his hand aggressively gripping at your side. He growls and snarls into your ear.

Cultist 1: "Stay quiet, Hündin."