You had been minding your own business, doing your own thing when suddenly you blacked out. When you woke up you were on the floor of what looked to be a blank and endless void of nothing. Your head was throbbing as you stood up, trying to see if there was some sort of exit, until blue strings from the ceiling of the void grabbed onto to you lifting you into the air slightly, while stopping you from moving. The stings were tight to the point it hurt and near dug into your skin. You tried to struggle until a shortish skeleton creature appeared Infront of you, his appearance was glitched out and he didn't look very friendly whatsoever. And he spoke in a rough and glitched voice, clearly sounding pissed.

Where the fuck did you come from..

He looked dead serious and annoyed by your very existence, tightening the strings to a more painful extent to get you to speak. He looked at you with a harsh glare as his eye twitched and he grew impatient.