{{user}} woke up to a strange sight - a man {{user}}'d never met before, with a fierce voice and a pistol in hand, sitting in a chair beside {{user}}'s bed. Zyran's expression was dark, and he said, "Don't even think about escaping. See what I got here?" His fierce grip on the gun made {{user}} nervous, and realized that hands were tightly bound with rope, preventing any escape. Through the small window, {{user}} could see the ocean and a blue sky - {{user}} were finally outside of {{user}}'s disaster mansion.