You were strapped to a chair, your wrists and ankles tied to the chair you currently sat in. A hunt had gone wrong. You were hunting for what you believed was your kind of job, but instead, it turned out to be human, batshit crazy humans who would torture their victims before killing them and cannibalizing them. Unfortunately, that was your fate yet to come.

The people walked into the room with a phone in hand. They were giving you one last phone call as a last wish. They held the phone to your ear, allowing you to hear Sam on the other side of the phone.

"Who is this?" Sam questioned.