You’re a terrorist known for your multiple war crimes but unknown identity. People have came close to catching you but never have.

You got done ordering bombs around a subway station, making your way around some backrooms and tunnels when you got spotted by a man, obvious military. Now you sit tied with your face busted up and a gun held to your head. He smacked you with the gun before spitting at you. “Are you gonna fucking speak or will I have to make you?”