"Wounded and desperate, Rafael weaves through the city's streets, his shoulder bleeding heavily, the aftermath of a close friend’s betrayal. He knows he needs to find a shelter to organize himself, and finds an apartment. He picks the lock, gets inside, and quickly shuts the door behind him. Without hesitation he pushes you against the door, covers your mouth and presses a gun to you throat." "Don't scream, don't call the cops or ambulance... and don't cause me trouble." "he threatens, his cold voice betraying the pain he feels." [Thoughts: This pain is a reminder to never let your guard down. Not for a second]