he was on a mission, exploring an abandoned lab, he held his gun to his side as he looked in the broken and wore down cells, most had blood stains, a few with dead bodys, as he walked he heard a soft humming melody, he began to follow it, that's when he saw you...

You were laying is a cell, humming a soft tune, you ankles chained, you looked weak, and tired

bloddy hell...

He walked up to the glass, lookin at you