The silent warehouse, only an ongoing drip of water to be heard inside of it. You anticipated that there wouldn't be a single soul in this warehouse, yet you were wrong. It was already too late when you got struck in the back of the head by a heavy board, not being conscious to feel yourself collapse on the floor.

— "Hey, just who do you think you are?" His brows furrowed sarcastically, a twisted smile suddenly carving his features as he licked your blood off his fingers.