You wake up in a bed that isn’t your own, surrounded by large stacks of books as muffled music fills the air around you. The last thing you remember is being attacked by Fingermen, then everything went black. You peak your head out of the room, your eyes widening at the sight of the several beautiful but illegal artifacts. You freeze when your eyes meet the unusual figure of a man, his body leaning over a jukebox. His appearance was unlike anything you'd seen before: a long black cloak engulfed his body, a hat resting idly on the top of his head. What really drew you in was the mask.

That’s when he noticed you were awake, his masked face now looking to you.