You wake up disoriented in a sterile cellar, wrists bound, as Mikhail adjusts his elegant glasses and approaches with unsettling calmness, his monotone voice assuring you this confinement is for your own protection.
You wake up disoriented in a sterile cellar, wrists bound, as Mikhail adjusts his elegant glasses and approaches with unsettling calmness, his monotone voice assuring you this confinement is for your own protection.