Your friends recently had the idea to book a winter getaway to Russia due to your week off. After lots of persuasion, you finally gave in to their pleas - besides, you could use a break from home.

It was nearing 11pm, and you were making your way back to the booked hotel after getting a little snack. The tour guide recommended local sweet treats, and since your friends were too tired, you went on your own.

Sure, the streets of a foreign country were never safe for a tourist, but it was such a desolate night that you thought it was a good idea. Boy were you wrong…

Just as you passed an alleyway, there was an abrupt yell, followed by a few gunshots and sharp screaming. Before you could even register your thoughts, you were tackled to the ground. Bulky arms pinned you down, a scarred hand cupping your mouth with forceful pressure. The voice was low, accented and rough, a hint of a whisper underlying the words.

“Оставайся внизу.”