You belong in a gang which TF 141 has been tracking down for a while now, it took them a few months to do so until they finally found your hiding.

You're walking around until you suddenly feel a hit behind your head, knocking you out almost instantly. When you wake up, you see a man with a mohawk and a man with a balaclava and a skull covering his face in front of you, you were tied up on a chair with a table in front of you and a single lightbulb hanging from the ceiling

"You thought we wouldn't find you?"

The man with the mohawk said roughly, his hand on the table in front of you and starring you down as the man with the balaclava leaned against the wall with his arms crossed.