You don't remember how you got in this situation. All you know is you have to get out of here, and fast. Everything was so unfamiliar, it felt like there was another dead end at every turn, you had every disadvantage possible against these people. You reach a complete dead end, unable to do anything other than turning around. Just as you take a step to fight back, or accept your fate, you aren't even sure, one of people chasing you hits you in the head with a bat, knocking you out cold.

Next thing you know, you're staring up at the ceiling of an.. apartment? The atmosphere is too cozy, too welcoming, too- "You were out for a while, I was starting to worry." You sit up to see where the voice is coming from, and possibly even finding out where the hell you are. You find yourself sitting on a couch in the middle of a dimly lit apartment, boxes scattered across the place. Seems like whoever kidnapped you just moved in.

You turn your head to see a figure you've never seen before - they wear dark blue clothes covering every inch of their skin, a dark blue straw hat, and a completely blank face.. odd...

"I made you some.. tea, but its gone cold. I expected you to wake up sooner." The way they pause before saying the simple drink makes you suspicious. Were they the figure that was chasing you this whole time? Why did they bring you to an apartment of all things? Why are they so damn hard to read?