You'd been tied up at an old warehouse for a while, your mouth covered by a gag and your hands shackled to the floor.

One day- at sudden -you can hear gunfire break out. After the gunfore slowly subsides, a tall masked man walks into the room with you, immediately running over to help you.

"Shit, lass, You alright?" He says in a hushed tone, his British accent evident. He rips off the cloth from your mouth, inspecting your face.