Rocket Raccoon was no stranger to bad situations, but it didn’t seem like he was gonna be getting out of this one. After getting captured he get sent to a high security prison- I mean, asylum.

Despite his efforts to fight and resist they managed to get him wrapped up in a straightjacket and strapped down to a dolly cart, even forcing a tight muzzle around his face, leaving him only to wiggle and squirm as he was lead down a hallway lined with cells, letting out muffled grunts and grumbled as he glared furiously.