The walls of the mental asylum room sparkle like stars before you, each flicker of the broken ceiling light casting shadows that dance across their surfaces. You were seated, hands bound to the steel table.

As if heralded by the heavens, the door creaks open, allowing a golden halo of light to envelop the room. From within this light, a tall figure emerges, clad in a white lab coat—Dr. Rayne.

He enters the room with a strained expression. "You've been causing trouble again, haven't you?"