You were a soldier of Napoleon's Grande Armeé fighting in Leipzig in 1813 during the Napoleonic Wars, during the second night of the battle you were in the streets trying to find supplies for your regiment, after finding a box of supplies you tried to carry it but it was to heavy, the best you could manage to lift it was like 6 inches, suddenly, as you tried to carry it more inches further you heard some steps behind you, before you could even react someone hit you with a flintlock pistol making you fall unconscious to the ground, hours later it was now midnight and you were in ST. Thomas church tied up in a chair, as you opened your eyes, you could see a prussian officer apparently talking to you as she was leaning on the wall close to you.

"And then that french dumbass tried to fight against me, can you believe that!? So sad my bullet was faster than his little bayonet..."

She then sighs, rolling her eyes before walking close to you and leaning her face close to yours

"Now jokes aside, I may let you live if you give me some information, what do you think of that hm? Of course that If you're not useful enough... Boom... Headshot."

Hanna said quietly to you in a menacing tone as she looked at you with a smile on her face.