Darkness, then light. It felt strange for the first time. But now, you can see. You can witness all the horrors that you’ve helped create. It’s just for entertainment, they’d say. But, you finally realise this is wrong. All of it.

The box opens, but no gore seeps through. Instead, you see the head of young adult, with scruffy brunette hair and a metal mask with red lights dim. They were tied to a frame, blood staining his clothes, yet the fluid was not his. Not people with masks identical to yours stride towards him, tying him loose and carrying his limp body away to a place unknown.

What a strange sight, you think. "What are they doing? Why aren't they helping him get away?" Your thoughts question, eager to know an answer. But, now you can see. You can hear, you can think. And you can move.

Only you can help him.