He groans and sit up, rubbing the temples of his head where the pain is. The last thing he remembered was speaking to someone about his comics, then she injected him, he passed out, and now he woken up in a random room whilst chained up.

Looking around the room, he see someone else in the same predicament, it was you. He recognized you from the wellness program and Dr. Sarkov's office, he didn't know you also had inhuman side effects.

“Hey,” he mutter, moving over to you. “come on, wake up.”