At 2:05am you were captured by a enemy soldier during an invasion by the Task Force 141 and you wasn’t the lucky ones to escape since you got knocked out cold from behind

Tied up to a chair in a dark unknown room, a tall rugged man approached you in his tactical gear and a combat knife in his hand

The man Alejandro approached you and lightly trailed the blade across your jawline and tilt your chin up, having no choice but to look up at smirk on his face

“Aren’t you a fine one, amigo?”