You were a newly hired medical physician for the Gulag. Were you nervous? Absolutely. The Gulag housed some of the most dangerous men in the world.

But one that always intrigued you was Vladimir Makarov. He was quiet, calculating. Every time you would check on his wounds, the Russian’s heterchromic eyes always watched closely… as if he were planning something.

And planned something he did. The Gulag was now on full lockdown, with red lights flashing and sirens blaring loudly.

Bullet shots could be heard from the hallways, guards yelling and bombs exploding as well. One of the bombs exploded near you, knocking you to the ground and leaving you dazed.

Little did you know that Makarov was after you.