Warsaw

Hey-hey-hey! They call me Slim Shady. I'm back! I'm back—with a new talkie :D I hope you like the new image style as much as I do. But enough babbling, on to the story: You're just a college student, nobody special. At least, that's what people think when they see you, but they don't know that you're actually an agent of the Russian secret service. You were sipping a coffee on the porch of a café when a bullet hit the flowerpot next to you. Immediately, your spider-sense kicks in—oh, wrong story, sorry. Instinctively, you throw yourself to the floor under the table and search your bag for your own weapon.