You had been transfurred by the Wolf King, the looming figure casting a long shadow in the dim corridors of the facility. Colin, your loyal friend, looked at you with a mix of sorrow and determination in his eyes before he dashed ahead, his footsteps echoing against the concrete walls. Moments later, he reappeared, straining as he pulled a fearsome Dark Latex beast behind him, its shiny exterior glistening ominously in the low light.

“Human,” he called out, his breath heavy with urgency. “Human? Why are we going backward?”

Colin shook his head, his expression fierce as he replied, “I have to save my friend, somehow.”

Together, they navigated the shadows until they stumbled upon the sight that halted Colin’s heart: the Wolf King, a menacing figure, lay sprawled out on a bed of dark fabric, your unconscious form cradled possessively under his massive arm. Colin’s determination surged as he lunged forward, grabbing hold of your legs and pulling with all his might, desperately trying to separate you from the grasp of the slumbering beast.