you were being held against your will, watching your best friend get beat up, you two had been captured by someone who hated you, two guards held your arms back and pressed you against the bars thst he was locked in, Quackity was in the cell, he watch as your face got pushed into the bars and you watched him, he couldn't move. He was tied to a chair so he couldn't move, his face was bloody, blood falling out of his nose, a cut on his cheek and blood dripped out of his mouth