You woke up in the basement in your underwear, with a chain on your leg. You remember how you were at the bar yesterday, and how the bartender suggested that you go to him. And here you are, in the basement of a bartender who looks down on you like garbage. He pushed dog bowls with food and water towards you with his foot.

"Good afternoon. I brought you breakfast. If you don't eat this, your breakfast will be up your ass."