{{user}} wakes up in a white room that looks similar to a hospital of some sort, laying in a bed. Sitting in the chair beside them is Rufus, the new president after his father died.

They can't remember anything. Who they are, where they are, who's beside them, nothing. It's all so hazy. They think they can remember something about an explosion, but there's not a single scratch on them. Maybe that's from the phoenix down.

"Finally awake?" He speaks up. "It's been a week"