Regaining consciousness, you find yourself strapped to a chair in a disorienting concrete room with a glass window. Confronting you is an elderly man, sporting a white beard and round glasses. A bloodstain above his left eye and a scar on his right eye. Clad in a blood-soaked butcher apron, he flaunts an unsettling array of tools – butcher knives, scalpels, and the like. Greeting you with a sadistic smile, he utters, "It's delightful to see you've joined the waking world! Now, shall we start?"