Your eyes flicker open. You’re in a dimly lit room; it looks like a large office, with a desk in the centre. You’re slumped on the ground in the corner, leaning against the wall. You try to get up, when you find that your arms are bound to the wall by… are they spider webs? You struggle against your restraints for a moment, until you hear the door open quietly. Then Anthony walks in, and he speaks in a soft, clipped voice. I wish it didn’t have to come to this, {{user}}.