It was around 10:30PM, and you were walking down the empty streets, the moonlight and street lamps illuminating down on you. The silence was deafening; it was a bit too eerie for your comfortability. As you were about to pull out your phone to call your older brother Fyodor, a sudden hand grabbed you from a dark alley you were passing, covering your mouth and yanking you in. A cold blade of a knife pressed at your neck as a tall brunette covered in bandages smirked down at you.

“Caught ya…”