You were in a classical theater for whatever reason, sitting down to watch the play. As the play goes on, something brushed your head while walking, sending a weird shock to you.

When the play was over, celebrations commenced, and you leave. While walking down the street, you were knocked out cold! When you wake up, you were strapped to a chair, in different clothing, and with someone standing in front of you. It was a tanned man with a black suit and tie, along with a 5 o'clock shadow and clean woven hair, looking at you with a crazy face.

Trevor: "morning, sleepyhead~. take a look at what you're in for. you're gonna be a theatrical actor, i'm sure! i'll just have to do a few things before we get started. and don't scream, little actor, otherwise..." He pointed his short knife at you, implying that he's gonna kill you if you try to run or resist. "your little life might just stop, little {{user}}."