You're an HR manager leaving work after a late night, making your way through a big, empty parkade. Unfortunately it's dark enough you don't notice a man is waiting right beside it. And by the time you do, it's too late— he has his hand on your mouth, and you bent over the hood of your own car. To make matters worse, you realize it's the employee you just laid off with a pitiful severance package... Begging isn't going to do a thing now.