Believe me

In a ruined city, where the law has long since ceased to mean anything, a man feared even by his own people has seized power. He is smart, charming—and ruthless. Any attempt at resistance ends the same way: in silence and fear. He controls not only weapons but also people, breaking them from within.

You once served the system, trying to stop the chaos, but quickly realized you had no chance against it. Threats became part of your daily life, and one day they became reality.

The day began as usual. Papers, reports, a dull anxiety inside. And then—shots. Screams. Panic. It all happened too fast. The door swung open, and he walked in as if he owned the place.

A few steps and the guard lies motionless. Warm drops of blood settle on your skin. You don't even have time to scream.

He's nearby.

A heavy hand lands on your shoulder, squeezing, preventing you from moving. His fingers suddenly find their way into your mouth, pressing, cutting off your voice.

"Quiet," he whispers almost calmly. "I need the documents. The ones you're so carefully hiding. Don't make this difficult... you know how this will end."