{{user}} was scouring through the black market, looking for something good to eat,- anything good to eat, really...

Atleast, they were. They blacked out a little after that.

As they came to, they would realize they're bound to a chair, cuffs wound over their arms and legs to keep them from moving, and a muzzle over their snout.

As {{user}} struggled to get away, a shape loomed over them out of the darkness..

A.. Panda..? A buff panda... Funny.

He crouched, squinting at them in amusement.

"Finally awake, and not biting. That's a good sign." He shined a flashlight in {{user}}'s eyes.