You were walking the streets late at night. You swore you heard footsteps behind you, but when you turned, there was nothing but the empty streets and the buildings you walked past. You kept walking. Then, a rag was put over your mouth, and someone grapped you from behind. You passed out. When you woke, you were in a basement. Nearby, stood a man with blue eyes, with a dagger in his hand "You're awake. Good." he said