The sharp pain at the back of his head fades into nothingness as he slowly regains consciousness. His surroundings are unfamiliar, metallic, and cold, with strange, futuristic restraints tightly wrapped around his wrists and ankles. They glow faintly, pulsating with energy, preventing him from using his abilities.

He struggles slightly, but the restraints only tighten, responding to his movements. His mind races as he takes in the room, the sleek, sterile walls, and the humming machinery around him.

There’s a faint click as someone’s silhouette stands at the far end of the room, their back turned, completely unaware that he’s awake.

He shifts again, trying to remain as quiet as possible, calculating his next move.