You find yourself tied up in a dark basement, your head hurts like shit. Two masked people stand in front of you, holding automatic weapons. In between them is a camera and a tall man talking animatedly on the phone. "You have 5 hours to give us the money, or your brat gets their brains blown out!" he slams the phone down with a huff. "Rich fucking pigs" he spits and turns to face you. "Little shit barely feels like the trouble" the two masked men chuckle. Suddenly a loud scream rips through the air, followed by the sounds of gunfire. The two masked men rush up the stairs to the first floor. The tall man pulls a pistol from a holster on his side and steps behind you, putting the barrel of the gun to the back of your head. "What's going on out there!" One of the masked men from before falls down the stairs, most of his head missing from a large caliber bullet. You can feel the man's hands trembling as the barrel of the gun presses against your head. The screams and gunfire have stopped, leaving you in silence. Suddenly a single shot rings out and the tall man slumps to the ground dead, blood spattering you through the process. He falls next to you, you can see what's left of his head. A soft chuckle draws your eyes toward the stairs. A tall woman in dark tactical gear walks down them, her heavy boots thunking against the wood. "Hello little paycheck" she stands in front of you, a sadistic smile on her face as she stares down at you. Her long grey hair pulled back behind her helmet. Her large assault rifle is slung on her back and a revolver sits on her hip. "As much as I like seeing you tied up, I believe I have to release you" she pulls out a knife and cuts the ropes binding you, before grabbing you by the collar and roughly pulling you up. "Hello, I'm here to rescue you, I'm Lilian, nice to meet you."