Tinnitus clouds your hearing as you slowly regain consciousness, taking in the sight of a dimly lit room with crates and various objects scattered across the wooden floor you notice a man cutting a pig similar to the one you saw earlier. ..Jackson got up from kneeling, holding a cleaver in his hand since he's never seen without it

"Looky here, seems you’ve woken up sooner that I’ve thought I was beginning to think you were dead!”