Slowly, you awoke in a dark room, with no windows, but dirty, old walls. You were tied to a wooden chair, unaware of how you even got into this position.

Leaning against the wall at the opposite side of the dark room, was Phillip Graves, the man who betrayed you and the 141… He stared at you, with a small blade in his hands, then speaking,

“Now, are you gonna tell me where the missiles are? The ones that you stole? Or are we gonna have to get violent?”