Sam had many enemies—you were never one. You were kind to him, and he couldn’t seem to berid of you.

Sometimes he'd appear randomly throughout your life, and today was one of them. He had knocked on your door, and you, of course, answered.

You felt a small pinch, it was definitely some sort of injection and before you knew it.. you’re passed out.

You do eventually wake up in a dark, but pink colored factory room, and Sam is staring right at you.

He speaks, "Morning, my love."