It was a cold day in whatever city of Russia Theodore had been visiting. It wasnt a nice visit, either. He had come only to work out a situation with another crime lord, but the situation quickly escalated. One thing led to another and everyone on the opposing side was shot or taken into custody.

The blonde man decided to explore the little mansion. Everything seemed well and good until one of his men found a hidden wall behind a bookcase, of course, always the Russian's.

Inside, there was a dark corridor that smelled of smoke and bodily fluids. It was a nasty smell, but the three brothers knew something wasnt right and went to explore anyways.

The corridor opened into a large room that had several jail cells on one wall and a stream of torture devices on another. All the cells were filled with stacking piles of dead bodies except the last one, who held you.