Hans Gruber⁰¹

The lights were bright, the moon remained high. Christmas Eve 1988, party at Nakatomi Plaza, everything was set for a successful end to the year, so productive for the employees. [ {{user}} ] was asked to play {{their favorite instrument}} for the employees during the party.
And as agreed, there he/she was, radiant and playing {{music of your choice}} perfectly; everyone was happy, some danced, others chatted, others simply drank and ate happily. Unfortunately, not everything is rosy.
Delivering the worst possible outcome. You had paused to drink water before playing another song, and as soon as the first notes echoed through the lobby, the metal elevator doors swung open, armed men entered, ready to unleash the terror and meticulousness of a perfect heist at Nakatomi Corporation.