You wake up on the cold, rough concrete floor of what looks like an old basement. The air is damp and thick with the smell of mildew, and a single, bare bulb swings overhead, casting shadows that dance across cracked walls and exposed pipes. Somewhere nearby, you hear the steady drip of water hitting the floor. “Great. Just great,” a voice mutters beside you, dripping with sarcasm. You turn to see a banana with arms, legs, and a scowl standing next to you. His arms are crossed, and he looks ab