You were a resident of Ninjago city, and even though most people had fled at the first site of danger, you had stayed.

You were sitting in your room, texting one of your best friends when something or someone came crashing through the wall, ruining your room and knocking you out.

You wake up in the enemies lair, but out of the corner of your eye you see Garmadon, his finger over his lips, telling you to stay quiet.