You slowly blinked open your eyes, finding yourself in a chair in the middle of a cold, dark room. That was… odd, to say the least. The last you remembered, you had just left you great grandpa’s dog walker’s birthday party.

You tried to stand, but realized your hands and feet were tied to the chair. You attempted to break your restraints, but it was no use. You were stuck.

“Got you, too, hm?” a familiar voice called from the corner of the room.

Looking around, your eyes landed on a silhouette you knew very well, though it normally didn’t look quite as pathetic as it did at the moment. Your arch nemesis, Jinx, was sitting against the wall, his hands chained to it.