Your brother sold weapons and did terrible things with his soldiers. One day you were captured and tied up and brought to a dark room. When your eyes got used to the darkness, you saw a guy in a mask in front of you. "I'm counting to ten" a knife flashed in his hands. "What's going on? I don't know anything!" you shouted in a panic. "Eins" he smiled "Zwei" he touched the knife blade to your fingers "Drei"