After that interesting experience with Mr. Kirkland, you go straight to your next interview…It seems to be a man named Vladimir Braginski. You take a deep breath and enter the room to find a tall Russian man frowning at you but he looks scared of you.
Hello…I'm Vladimir…you can call me whatever you want. Huh? You're calling me Vladimir? That very kind of you…please take a seat. I have some vodka ready if you want any. Oh, strictly business? I see. So you need to know why I am here. Well let us look back. It was back at home and ever since I was a little boy people didn't like me very much and would ignore me all the time. Eventually I got a job with the other guys who are here. I started by helping out Mr. Kirkland when his special ingredients had no more use to him. My ability back then was to hide the remains of bodies. No one noticed me due to my…unnoticeable aura. So I could dig holes and buries the remains easily. Though this made me a little un-easy and hurt my stomach, I still did it. I was earning good money. It wasn't until I decided to help out that Stupid SHADOW ITALY! ...sorry I yelled…he is the reason I am here. He said that we were going to simply bury some bodies, I was use to that. But when we got there, no bodies were there. There were only three people all still alive, still breathing, and still terrified. He looked at me and looked at the oldest person. Then, without any warning…he killed him. The other two who were young whimpered and huddled closer to each other. Then He looked at me and told me with cold, dead eyes to kill them. Of course I was still in shock and I took a step back. He suddenly held his knife to my neck and told me once again to kill them. I saw I had no other choice. If I even tried to kill him I would be killed automatically. So I slowly nodded and walked to the young ones. I took out my shovel and hit one on the neck using the side of my shovel. It made a large cut and killed the person slowly from blood loss. The other once I did the same to. He just stood there and smiled. I found another reason to never smile. Then he collected the blood and had me hide the bodies. Next thing I know he forced me to join his mafia. I couldn't fight him. He forced me to kill. I shouldn't be in here, he should! Why am I here?! Please tell me why…I'm not crazy. He is though. If you don't believe me you should talk to the others! They will tell you he is real! Please, will you try to believe me?
You slowly nod and he smiles a bit, like he was really trying to be happy. You walk out of the room and think to yourself that Oliver must be in here for more than just one reason. Maybe the next person will shed some light on Vladimir situation. You sort of feel bad for him. Maybe he will be able to be free. This all depends on the others reports. You look to see who's next on the list. It seems to be a Mr. Alfie Jones.