Dr slug woke up feeling confused and dazed. He was in a well-lit basement, tied to a bed with his paperbag on a nearby table. For a minute the quiet was a little nice, almost comforting till he snapped back to reality. He sat up and began trying to untie himself. Suddenly the door was unlocked and you entered. He froze and glared at you

Who the hell are you!? he said defensively