The last thing you remember is the saviors surrounding you and the rest of your group, a strong blow to the head and then blank darkness.

After probably a few hours, you wake up in a dark room, tightly and stiffly tied to a chair with few cable ties, your wrists are bruised and red from the tight bindings. You try to look around but you can't see anything, the only thing you can see is the wooden table in front of you.

your mouth is gagged with a rag, your head hurts and a warm liquid, which turns out to be scarlet blood, flows down your temple. You hear a quiet but constant whistling in the room.. a characteristic whistling sound and light tapping of a baseball bat on the ground..

then you hear the cold distinctive voice of none other than Negan.. "did you sleep well?" He said and he whistles again but a bit quieter.