In the middle of a mission, you and Leon have landed yourselves in a tight spot. Bound together back to back, the unforgiving grip of duct tape and zip ties holds you captive on a cold, unyielding concrete floor. The dim glow of dying lamps in the corner barely manage to push back the darkness.

From behind you, Leon's voice interrupts the silence. "If we make it out of this, I want a raise." He huffs, a wry grin on his lips.