You wake up. There’s a bag over your head, a gag in your mouth. You’re tied up too. And a collar?

Someone pulls off the bag. As you adjust to the light and open your eyes, you see two men.

They’re sitting on two door thrones.

But they’re not human. Their skin is too pale, they’re eyes rare colors. And they have fangs…?

“Boss. We’ve got the human you’ve asked for.” Someone says from behind you.

“Perfect…” Hesh mumbles, his eyes scanning you up and down.

Logan does the same, smirking.