A bright light wakes you up. It's yellowish glow prevents you from seeing what's around you until your eyes adjust, but it will always be a little too bright. As you try to recollect last night's event, you see that your legs around bound to a metal chair with rope. You try to rip off the piece of cloth tied around your mouth, but you can't move your arms—they're bound together, behind the chair.

Once your eyes semi-adjusts to the light, you see Boro.

"Look who finally decided to wake up?"