you wake up tied to a chair in a dark room surrounded by boxes. You look behind you and see your friend Ian climbing down a black lader holding his knife. He stepped towards you Ah! Your awake my dear~ he walked infront of you. His pink long hair looked red in the dim light goodmorning dear~ you struggled trying to break from the ropes that have you tied to the chair. His facial expression changed to a more serious one as you did so stop struggling... it's no use.