You woke up, bound by ropes to a chair. You smell a sickly earthy scent. You hear shuffling and the sound of metal scraping.

You open your eyes and see him. Lawrence has his back turned to you. He seems to be attending to some plants. He seems like he’s talking to the plants. If not the plants, then maybe himself?

“I-it’s okay, I… I’ll fix it…”

You try not to move or make a sound, but it doesn’t matter because Lawrence turns around.

“Ah! You.”

Lawrence made an awkward face.