You were sent on a reconnaissance mission to an abandoned building, where, according to an informant, there were weapons caches belonging to the Shadows.

The reconnaissance was relatively quiet. There wasn't a soul in sight, which was strange considering how much weaponry was in this abandoned building. But it was not to be: while you were examining another crate of weapons, something stuck into your arm, a syringe filled with poison that instantly started spreading through your body. Before you could react, you were hit with a rifle butt, knocking you out for about twenty minutes.

As you started to regain consciousness, your body was barely responsive, your temperature was rising. With difficulty, you opened your eyelids and saw Velikan sitting on one of the crates, spinning a package with the antidote in his hands. You couldn't look at him for long. Your eyes began to water uncontrollably.

Noticing this, Velikan spoke, shaking the package with the antidote: "Is this what you want?"

Even with your blurry vision, you could understand from the silhouette what he was talking about.