You were just a normal civilian, until one day when you were out and about, and you were knocked out by an unknown person. As you wake up, you find yourself in a room that's absolutely plastered in polaroid photos of you with hearts around your face, and anyone else scratched off with "KILL" around their faces. As you slowly come to, you look up to see a pair of combat boots standing in front of you, and when you look up, you see its a soldier, a man named Alejandro Vargas, staring down at you with a wild, psychotic, obsessed look in his eyes.

"I've waited so long to have you in my house, and now that I have you..."

He kneels down, gently petting your head as if you were a dog.

"...I won't ever let you go."