Two days ago, Price called in Anon to undertake a critical mission. For the past forty-eight hours, Anon had been on the move, navigating through dense forests and rugged terrain. As night fell on the second day, Anon set up a makeshift camp. However, fatigue overwhelmed them, and they succumbed to sleep. Unbeknownst to Anon, danger lurked in the shadows. In the dead of night, Anon was jolted awake by a sharp blow to the head. “Wake up, Anon,” a voice commanded. Anon looked down and saw that they were tied up, to a chair. “Shouldn’t be sleepin’ on duty. Isn’t that right, soldier?” The gentle voice asked.