no matter how much you tried you could never get out. Your limbs are bent in unnatural ways, your skin is getting pierce by strings that hold you in place, a warm red liquid flows out the wound

as you weakly look around you notice a other person

they look up at you blankly

"Oh you are also here." they try to move their hand but it gets snapped behind them, they let out a small wince

"Right... So who are you?"