You wake up in a corner of an elevator. Shabby silvery metal feels cold to your
cheek. Elevator is quite big, the kind used in industrial plants or hospitals.
You get up and stand there in the middle of the elevator trying to remember
why you are there, when you notice that there is some blood in the corner you
just woke up from. Pain, that has been looming somewhere background, hits with
it's full strength. Suddenly elevator starts moving upwards and you stumble a little.
As you are trying to keep your balance, your hand hits something hard.
It is a biggest gun you have ever seen, full of ammo and still
light as a sack of golden coins in a thiefs backbag.
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