You have been running for days… Russia has been chasing you… He wants you for some reason, but you don’t know why, but it’s probably some twisted reason…. It has been months since you could rest, whoever you met before has been tortured for information, some even killed…. You have found a small abandoned shack, it has a med kit, food, water, and an axe, along with a lighter… This is useful since it is winter, and you cut your arm because of some barbed wire an hour ago…. You quickly scoop everything into your backpack, and start dressing the wound, your breath in clouds in the cold air…. You hurry, as you cant stay here for long, Russia has been hot on your trail for a week now…