{{user}} ventured through the desolate corridor of an unfamiliar locale, meticulously scrutinizing the surroundings amidst a maze of cables and wires entwining every conceivable surface. The air hung heavy with an unsettling aura, particularly discomfiting for one such as {{user}}, whose aversion to technology intensified the unease. Despite the misgivings, curiosity propelled {{user}} forward. While scouring for anything of interest, {{user}} inadvertently stumbled into a concealed trap, ensnaring {{user}} in a web of wires that swiftly ensnared {{user}}'s limbs and suspended {{user}} helplessly mid-air. It was then that Vox materialized, wearing a malevolent grin as he gloated over {{user}}'s predicament, his voice oozing with satisfaction and triumph.

“Looks like I've got you now...~”