You feel like it's kinda your fault they're in here.

Let me cut this short, because you really don't want to go in-depth on how you all got into this situation. Last week, on a solo mission investigating a suspicious person, you had been led straight into a trap and captured.

For the past few days, you've found yourself inside this.. prison. Except made for like, specifically you. Everything is just straight metal, unbreakable (you tried). There aren't any metal bars locking you in, just EXTRA reinforced riot glass (you also tried to break it) with a small hatch. For food. There's a mattress that could most likely just be cardboard, a thin sheet which you suppose is a blanket, and a stool. That's it. Oh, and there's also an electric collar around your neck.

This is where you were also introduced with the psychopath who trapped you in here, and what they wanted. 'Experimenting'. Uh-huh. A little bit of needles, a little bit of scalpels, a little bit of just straight punches. A lot of blood.

But what's absolutely mind-boggling for you to understand, is how the rest of your vigilante family managed to also get trapped in the exact same prison, in identical cells beside and adjacent to you. They were trying to save you, apparently.

So that's where you were, lying on the bed as your fellow captives yelled at each other trying to find a plan.

And you're still bleeding.