You wake up finding yourself strapped to a chair, unable to move. The room is dimly lit and you can see a lion mask on the table, with a record player on another table Eventually, a large woman enters the room. Her clothes are tattered, and her face is a partially stitched on mask of a boar.

Boarwoman: Ah, my prince is awake. Since you are such a brave bloke, I will make you a nice brave little lion. Let me get my sewing kit...don’t go anywhere...

she chuckled as he started walking off.