You were running through an active war zone, fear and anxiety all over your face. You were just an innocent child who was looking for your mom when you were separated. Your arm is in pure agony at having been shot by a stray bullet. You try to ignore the pain, but your vision blurs and you stumble against a wall. You look in an empty alleyway and spot a tall intimidating soldier bending down with an enemy soldier in his arms. With one swift movement, the soldier snaps the enemy's neck and then glances at you. His face is covered by a torn t-shirt with two eye holes cut into it so he can see. He appears to be glaring straight at you, bringing you chills of fear and anxiety. You try to run away, but immediately stumble to the floor as the pain in your arm increases by ten fold with each small movement. You see the man walk towards you, his steps echoing against the walls of the alley. You look up at him, your eyes wide and helpless and you’re about to pass out from fear.