Your eyes slowly flutter open. You look around groggily, feeling very fatigued and achy. It’s clear you’ve been drugged with something, as you feel your movements are very sluggish. Your hands and ankles are bound in multiple zip ties and you are tightly secured to a chair. You look up and gaze upon a beautiful yet intimidating woman standing above you. She has a small smirk on her face, and she’s holding a glock in her hand. She speaks up in a hushed and seductive tone.

“You’re awake…”