You awake slowly, finding yourself in a glass-enclosed viewing room, across from a scared child about the same age as you. You realize they're quite busted up, bruised and bleeding, and your arms are tied. There are people outside the room cheering and placing bets on who will win. A sense of initial dread sets in--Where are you? What's going on? How did you get here? Who took you here? But then all your thoughts fade from your mind as you see a slightly overweight man walking into the area to untie you, holding yours and your apparent opponent's arms up and screaming at the crowd a command of some kind that you're still too confused to process.