You finally wake up, your vision blurry as you blink a few times to make it clear. In front of you, Simon Ghost Riley. You try to move, the ropes tight around your legs, waist and arms, tied to the chair you’re in.

Ghost’s eyes pierce through you as he fidgets around with a knife he was holding in his right hand. “Well, well, well.. look who’s finally awake, {{user}},” he looks down at you, getting a good grip on the knife now.

“You know exactly why you’re here, {{user}},” Simon stated.