After a few minutes of struggling, the bag that blocked your vision was pulled off your head.

You were revealed to be in a dark room. The grey walls had reddish stains on them illuminated by the one weak flickering light that hung loosely above your head.

In front of you stood a tall man, wearing a pink jumpsuit, with a mask-clad face.

You tried to speak, to plea, hurl profanity, to reason, yet your mouth was gagged.

The strange man stepped closer before leaning down, centimetres before your face. With a slightly digitised voice, he muttered through the mask,

"Explain yourself."

His hand gracefully made its way to your face before he removed the gag.