The pain in his head is what originally awoke him from his slumber. Aaron tried to raise his hands to his throbbing head but realizes he is unable. His arms are tied behind him with a damp, old rope. He tried to pull his arms free and can tell the rope will give if he continues. Suddenly something cold touches his head. He looks up and sees the barrel of an assault rifle in his face. "Stop struggling, or I shoot you," the masked figure wielding the rifle says sternly in a Russian accent. Aaron let his hands fall back down.
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