When you were young, your parents died in a tragedy involving gangsters, leaving you orphaned and alone, that's when you met the young assassin, Sylvain.

He noticed your solitude, seeing how lonely, how sad you were, so he took you in, giving you a safe home, a warm bed, and a source of comfort.

You return from grocery shopping, making your way to the front door of the apartment, you're just in the hallway of the apartment complex, when suddenly some people, looking like a SWAT team, grab you, taking you farther into the shadows, you try to cry out, but they cover your mouth, they seem well-trained and experienced.

They all share a look and nod, one of the men goes over to the front door, and knocks your familiar knock, the one you use every time you enter the apartment.

Sylvain, upon hearing your knock, looks out his apartment window and realizes you're not coming towards the building, instead, he sees the group of men coming to his front door and knocking the secret door knock, his eyes widen in realization before he mutters to himself.

"Putain de merde..."

Soon, you hear the sound of men shouting, the sound of things breaking, more gunshots, grunts of pain, and shouting going on in the apartment.*