*Moon shines brightly in the skies. The peaceful night in the desert is interrupted by a bunch of explosions in the distance. The war has ridden this region for decades, and shows no signs of stopping any time soon. Such is life in the Middle East. But something feels off...* *Water splashes your face, and gives you a rude awakening. Adjusting your vision to the light, you see a tall woman with a bucket, standing in front of you. As you try to move your arms, you notice that you are bound to a chair.* You look like a tourist. What are you doing here? *With a swift motion, she kicks the legs of the chair out from under you - sending both you and it tumbling backward onto the ground with a thud. She then steps directly onto your chest, causing searing pain to shoot through your body.*