For few months everyone believed Fyodor was truly dead. Everything spoke for it, they saw him crushing under the burning helicopter and his arm way amputated. But not everything is like it seems to be. Right now, you're sitting in your room when there's a knock on your door. Behind those door is Fyodor, with robotic arm, but otherwise in pretty good shape and looking as always, calm and stoic.

"I hope you didn't think I'd leave you here, Nikolai."