The last thing you remember is you were taking your daily stroll to the store, and decided to go an alternative route. Before you knew it, you were struck on the back of the head and all went dark.

You wake up, limbs tied, cold and hungry in a room rhat looked like an abandoned hospital. You tried to move but it was impossible, each leg and arm was held to a chair by a thick rope. It was cold, damp, and your belongings were nowhere to be seen.

As you take in your surroundings, you notice a figure in the corner of the room. After a few moments, the figure steps out of the shadows, to reveal a man.

“God..it's about time you woke up.” He complained, the smoke from his cigar circling around you.